“I only hope you find happiness.” With those final words, Katelyn’s eyes closed completely.
“Katelyn!” Vincent’s voice rang out, raw with despair.
The news of Katelyn’s peril spread swiftly, reaching Neil and Lise. Neil clenched his fists, his eyes wide with disbelief. Was she truly gone? At that moment, he couldn’t even comprehend his feelings. He had spent so much time despising her, even wishing for her demise. Yet now, the satisfaction he had imagined felt hollow. Instead, an unexpected sadness settled deep within him, as though something vital had been ripped away.
In contrast, Lise felt an overwhelming surge of relief. Her long-held animosity seemed finally at peace. With Katelyn gone, no one would stand in her way any longer.
A gentle breeze fluttered through the room, stirring the curtains. Katelyn’s fingers twitched. Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, taking in the ceiling above her. Was this heaven?
“Katelyn!”
Lise stared at Katelyn in disbelief as she stirred awake. What was happening? Wasn’t this wretched woman supposed to be dead? How on earth was she still alive?
A fierce rage twisted Lise’s features as she cursed inwardly, wishing with all her heart that Katelyn had perished.
With great effort, Katelyn turned her head to face Lise. Her eyes, still glazed over, reflected exhaustion but also a hint of defiance. She hadn’t died—she had merely teetered on the edge of death. But how had she survived the poison from Sophia’s dart? This update is available on FιndNovel.net
“I can’t believe you’re still alive. You must be incredibly lucky,” Lise spat, her words dripping with venom as her gaze locked onto the IV in Katelyn’s wrist.
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Katelyn, pale but composed, responded with a sly grin. “Are you really so disappointed that I’m not dead?”
“You should have been dead ages ago! If you hadn’t stood in my way, I wouldn’t be in this mess!” Lise tightened her fists, trembling with frustration. Everywhere she went, people mocked her and called her a home-wrecker. Her fiancé, once full of vitality, was now confined to a wheelchair. Even Carol had made her life unbearable—and all of it, Lise believed, was Katelyn’s fault.
This was all because of Katelyn.
With a fierce glint in her eyes, Lise approached, her steps fueled by a burning desire for revenge.
Katelyn’s voice, rough but steady, broke the silence. “You did this to yourself. Your greed is what brought you here.”
“Cut the crap. Once you’re gone, my life will go back to normal!” Lise sneered, her gaze flickering toward the syringe nearby.
Katelyn’s heart sank as she quickly understood Lise’s intent. Her voice snapped, cold and sharp. “Lise, what are you thinking of doing?”
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