Chapter 381
Chapter 381:
She handed me a small object—it was my token. I stared in shock. “Didn’t I give this token directly to Makenna?”
Molly’s eyes widened, and she quickly explained, “I saw your insignia on it and thought you might have accidentally left it. I brought it to you, but I didn’t expect… you’d mistake me for Makenna…”
“Enough! Just be quiet!” I roared, my anger bubbling over.
Molly’s tears flowed freely as she pleaded, “Your Highness, please don’t be angry. I will explain everything to Makenna.”
“Get out of my sight!” I shouted, my frustration boiling over. If it weren’t for her, Makenna and I wouldn’t be in this dire situation.
At that moment, Bryan and Dominic appeared at the end of the hallway.
Bryan, his face a storm of anger, marched toward me and, without hesitation, threw a punch.
The blow landed squarely in my chest, sending me staggering back a few steps. Bryan grabbed me by the collar, his eyes blazing with fury. “What happened?”
I bit my lip, the absurdity of last night too humiliating to confess.
Bryan’s rage intensified as he warned, “If anything happens to Makenna, believe me, this isn’t over!”
Dominic, equally grim, added, “You didn’t do anything despicable that could cause Makenna to miscarry, did you?”
The accusation made my face drain of color. “I’m not that low!”
Dominic sneered, his eyes flashing dangerously. “You’d better not be. If you are, I won’t let you off easily.”
The atmosphere was thick with tension as we waited, time stretching into eternity until finally, the doctor emerged from the emergency room.
“Your Highnesses, Miss Dunn is stable. It was just a temporary fainting spell caused by emotional distress.”
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I exhaled deeply, relief washing over me.
But the doctor’s next words were like a cold slap. “Miss Dunn’s health is declining. This fainting spell is a warning sign. You must take her condition seriously and ensure she gets proper care.”
The gravity of his words hung heavy in the air as Bryan and Dominic made their way into the room to see Makenna.
I hesitated, unsure if my presence would further distress her. I instructed the servants to look after Makenna and then turned away, my heart weighed down with worry.
Molly tried to follow me, but a single icy glance from me was enough to make her stop in her tracks. “Leave! If anyone finds out about last night, you’ll regret it.”
Molly’s POV:
Watching Clayton’s resolute figure receding into the distance, my fists clenched in frustration. It struck me as almost ironic that, even if Clayton believed we had shared a bed, he still treated me with such frigid disdain.
I stood there, biting my lower lip, the sharp sting of pain helping me regain some semblance of composure. As I mulled over the situation, doubts began to creep in. Was there something amiss in my meticulously crafted scheme?
Flashback:
Ever since Kristina’s downfall, I had been trying to inch closer to Clayton, but to my dismay, his focus remained steadfastly on Makenna. It seemed I had no choice but to target Makenna first.
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