Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Everleigh gave a bitter smile as her eyes turned red. It was the first time that she had heard such words from him.

He had never spoken such honeyed words, even when they were dating.

When the two arrived at the hospital, Christopher and Maxwell were on duty. They were startled when they saw the two of them entering the building.

"Sir." Everleigh held her right hand.

Maxwell did not say anything. He pulled her straight into the emergency room and examined her personally.

Christopher and Theodore were both sitting outside while they waited.

"How did you end up with her?"

"When she walked out of the mall, she was nearly knocked down by a steel pipe. However, her hand hit the flower bed," Theodore murmured in a serious tone as he stared at the door.

At that very moment, he wanted desperately to go in, but he knew that there was nothing he could do, even if he barged in.

She finally came out with Dr. Harrison in the afternoon. Once again, her hand was wrapped up with bandages.

"Christopher, take this for a blood test." He gave Everleigh's drawn blood to him.

Christopher couldn't understand why. "Why are you doing a blood test?"

"Just do it when I tell you to. Stop the nonsense." Dr. Harrison's aged face was commanding.

Christopher stopped asking questions while Everleigh stood aside and remained silent. Her body was stained with blood.

"You should go back early and rest. Remember to come back for a checkup in seven days."

"Got it. I'll head back first." She smiled, but her face was a little pale.

Dr. Harrison's eyes flickered. He looked as if he wanted to speak, but stopped on second thought. In the end, he did not say anything.

"I'll walk you out," Theodore said as he followed her.

She nodded, not refusing his offer.

Dr. Harrison watched their backs and frowned. He looked at the report in his hand and fell into deep thought.

In the car, neither of them spoke. Everleigh could barely stand the tension of the atmosphere. "Send me back to the mall."

"Don't you want to go home and have a rest?"

"The clothes that I've bought for the children should still be there if I can find them." Everleigh had spent a lot of money on buying them.

"I can't lose them like this."

Theodore felt his temper rise at the sound of her words. "It's already so late. Why do you still care about the clothes?"

"What do you know? Alastair and Adrienne have been asking for new clothes for a long time..."

"I've bought a lot of clothes for them, so you don't have to go back. Moreover, I hold responsibility for the kids too. I can't let you bear all the consequences alone," he said in a low, charming voice. It made her feel like something flickered in her heart.

She didn't deny it this time. Indeed, he had his part for the children, but she had never mentioned him to them.

She got off at the front entrance of her house as Theodore followed. "Everleigh, if there's anything you need, feel free to ask me. Please know that you shouldn't always carry the burden alone."

"Are you making it up to me now, or do you think that I'm pitiful?" She raised her head and stared at him seriously.

He paused for a moment. "If it's neither of it, it's just me trying to get you back. Do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it," she answered firmly and walked into her house.

When she walked halfway, the corner of Everleigh's mouth curved upward.

From the beginning of the accident until that moment, those caring eyes of his was something she had been so familiar with.

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She believed that he was trying to get her back.

Seeing how straightforward her refusal was, Theodore felt a little disappointed, but it didn't matter. As long as she was here, there would always be hope for him.

As soon as Everleigh entered the house, she saw her father sitting on the sofa. "Dad, why are you home so early today?"

"There's nothing much important in the company, so I came back. What's wrong with your hand? Didn't you remove the bandage already?" Abraham glanced at the bandages on her hand. He looked a little anxious and quickly went over to take a look.

She had forgotten about this matter. She silently pulled back her hand and said awkwardly, "There was a small accident and I was injured. I have already asked the doctor to wrap it up for me."

"It's not a big deal, is it?"

"No. How can you not trust Dr. Maxwell's medical skills? Besides, I'm a disabled person. Is there anything to be afraid of?" Thinking of this, she felt extremely upset.

In the past few days, she had been able to ignore this feeling, but when it was mentioned again, she was even sadder than before.

"I've already asked Hilda to make you some tonic. Eat a little. It'll be much better if you take a look on the bright side." Abraham's comforting words rang in her ears as he worried that she would take it harshly.

Everleigh noticed that her father's hair had turned white and the wrinkles at the corner of his eyes had deepened.

She felt that she was an unfilial daughter. He couldn't be at ease for so many years as there was nothing he wasn't anxious about.

"Dad, I'm sorry."

"Why did you say that?"

"I haven't let you live a comfortable life, not even for a day. You have always been restless because of me."

He shook his head and reached out his hand. He patted her on the shoulder and said with a light chuckle, "Everleigh, this not the first day for you as a mother. For your children, your parents are everything. Others may not tolerate it, but parents will. You are my daughter. No matter what you did, I won't blame you. You should have known this."

Her tears fell as she hugged her father and said, "Dad, thank you."

"Don't mention it. We're family. We don't need to be so courteous to each other."

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Hilda came out of the kitchen and said, "Miss Everleigh, Mr. Abraham, it's time for dinner. Adrienne and Alastair will be back soon."

"Alright. By the way, has Selena returned?" He turned around and asked Hilda.

At the mention of Selena's name, it brought up to Everleigh's mind that her problems weren't resolved.

After dinner, Alastair and Abraham went into the study room for some business talk, while Adrienne went back to her room to play with Hilda.

Everleigh was all alone sitting on the sofa, waiting for her sister.

Selena had drunk a lot when she returned, with a ton of things in her hands.

"You're back."

"Why are you here?" Selena had drunk a little too much as her cheeks were slightly blushing. She wobbled as she walked.

"I want to talk to you."

"What do you want to talk about? I'm busy," Selena said as she got up and swayed back to her room. Everleigh helped her upstairs, but she never let go of her shopping bags. By the time they were in Selena's room, Everleigh took those bags and found out that they were children's clothes.

Selena had already fallen asleep without washing up.

There was no way to talk to her in this situation, so Everleigh covered her with a quilt and went out.

Selena had a terrible headache the next morning, so Everleigh was the one who asked Hilda to make some hangover soup for her.

"Miss Selena, Miss Everleigh asked us to cook this soup for you."

"Okay, thank you, Hilda." Selena did want to drink a little. Her head hurt so much that she promised herself that she wouldn't drink so much again.

"Then I'll be excused. Miss Everleigh will come to you later." Hilda left after telling her.

Selena was confused. What did Everleigh want from her?

She remembered vaguely that Everleigh wanted to talk to her the previous night when she returned, but she was drunk too much to remember what had happened afterwards.