Chapter 5 - The Bruise on Her WristBack in the mansion, Adrian noticed a dark bruise around Elena's wrist.
His expression changed.
“Who did this?”
Elena pulled her hand away.
“No one.”
“Don't protect someone who hurt you.”
Her eyes moved toward Victoria.
That was enough.
Adrian stood.
He had never seen his mansion look so cold.
Every expensive painting seemed suddenly grotesque.
Every chandelier seemed too bright.
Every room seemed to contain another secret.
Victoria tried to regain control.
“She is unstable.”
Adrian looked at her.
“Then why are you afraid?”
Victoria said nothing.
Elena's breathing became faster.
“The baby almost died.”
Adrian's face went pale.
“When?”
“Two months ago.”
“How?”
Elena hesitated.
Then she whispered:
“She pushed me down the stairs.”
Silence.
Absolute silence.
Victoria's eyes widened.
“That isn't true.”
Elena stared at her.
“You asked if I really thought I could trap Adrian with the baby.”
Victoria's expression cracked.
“You said I was nothing.”
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Adrian's fists clenched.
“And then you pushed her?”
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