Despite her efforts to embrace it, Carol felt a twinge of reluctance. In this situation, things hadn’t gone as she had hoped.

Katelyn felt somewhat powerless. She had just emphasized the importance of positivity, yet sadness lingered.

As she was about to respond, a voice suddenly interrupted from outside the door.

“Is Katelyn here?” Zoey asked. She was seated in a wheelchair, her face carefully made up and dressed in a white dress. She resembled a fragile lily swaying in the breeze, evoking sympathy.

Aimee stepped in front of Zoey with a frown and asked, “Do you think you can just storm in here whenever you want?”

Zoey completely disregarded Aimee and pushed the door open.

Inside, Katelyn was tucking the medical kit away under the sofa. Spotting Katelyn’s action, Zoey instinctively peered under the sofa. Just as she tried to enter, Aimee blocked her way once more.

“Can’t you understand plain English? Leave now!” Aimee rebuked her sharply, sparing no courtesy. Someone who took kindness for granted did not merit any politeness.

“You…” Zoey began, but her attention shifted when she noticed something odd. Her eyes widened. It looked like a medical kit. Why did Katelyn have it?

Ignoring Aimee’s efforts to block her, Zoey wheeled herself into the room.

Aimee’s frustration peaked, and she grasped Zoey’s wheelchair.

“Didn’t you hear me tell you to leave? What, did you lose your hearing in the accident too?”

Zoey was eager to confirm her suspicions. She didn’t want to get caught up in a confrontation with Aimee, so she said with a hint of sadness in her voice, “Aimee, all I want is to apologize to Katelyn. I admit I was wrong before, and I’ve come to realize my mistake.”

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She turned her gaze to Katelyn, who looked dignified and graceful, in stark contrast to her own plain appearance. The difference between them was like that between a swan and an ugly duckling, which stirred a sense of irritation in Zoey.

She looked at her leg, which had been cleaned with disinfectant just before her arrival. Instantly, an idea took shape in her mind.

Katelyn, seated on the sofa, her expression growing colder, asked, “Oh, really? Now that you’ve recognized your mistake, what is your plan for making amends?”

Katelyn would have believed Zoey if she hadn’t seen everything unfold at the bar earlier. Zoey was now completely untrustworthy to her.

A flicker of surprise appeared on Zoey’s face as she wheeled herself closer to Katelyn.

“Katelyn, are you really going to forgive me? I’m so relieved. I always knew you were the kindest.” Her excitement was palpable as she reached out and placed her hand on Katelyn.

Katelyn’s brow furrowed slightly. The iodine stains on Zoey’s fingers, a remnant of her leg’s recent disinfection, were evident. Katelyn was dressed in a high-end, custom-made ivory satin dress. With Zoey’s brief touch, the iodine left a mark on the dress. Though the stain was small, it stood out prominently on the front of the dress.

Carol, silent until now, scolded sharply, “This is unacceptable! You’ve stained her dress. How is Katelyn supposed to go out wearing it now?!”

Aimee noticed the stain as well and quickly pulled Zoey’s wheelchair away. The wheelchair rolled away swiftly.

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