Chapter 3

I didn't continue arguing.

Just as Marcus said, I had absolutely no evidence to prove Lily broke it.

I could only carefully squat down to collect the fragments, also picking up the two halves of the fallen building.

Outside the door, Lily's pitiful voice rang out.

She limped in.

"Marcus, don't fight with Emma anymore!"

"Even though I didn't break it, if Emma wants to blame me, then blame me. No one's liked me since I was little. It's normal that Emma doesn't like me either."

As she spoke, she deliberately walked a few steps and squatted in front of me.

She stepped on one of the fragments and deliberately twisted hard.

At the same time, she whispered in a very low voice.

"I did break it. So what!"

Rage instantly rushed to my head.

I pushed Lily away directly.

But before I even touched her, she conveniently fell to the ground.

That foot wrapped in white gauze even precisely hit the nightstand.

The next second, Lily's tearful voice came out.

"Emma, I just wanted to help you."

Before I could react, Marcus grabbed my hair.

I'd never seen him like this before.

His face was twisted with rage, his eyes sharp, as if he wanted to kill me.

"Even if you don't like Lily, you don't need to hurt her like this. Besides, she's injured!"

With Marcus pulling my hair, I had no choice but to tilt my head back and look at them.

A bitter taste spread from the tip of my tongue.

My heart was riddled with wounds.

"I didn't even touch her!"

Marcus's slap landed directly on my face.

A red handprint instantly appeared on my cheek.

"You're still lying? Emma, do you think I'm blind? I was right behind you. I saw it with my own eyes!"

"First you falsely accused Lily, now you pushed her down. I never knew you were such a ruthless woman. You're absolutely vicious!"

My breath caught.

I couldn't even say anything in my defense.

In this situation, no matter what I said, Marcus wouldn't believe me anyway.

He let go of me and looked down at me coldly.

"Can't find an excuse, can you? Emma, you're a truly poisonous woman!"

Marcus looked at me with disappointment.

But I felt relieved.

If before I still held the last thread of hope for him, now everything had finally returned to calm.

I no longer defended myself, no longer struggled to explain.

Lily, being carried by Marcus, looked at me smugly and mouthed some words.

But I understood them.

"You think you're worthy of competing with me for Marcus!"

Since you like him, I'll give him to you.

Because Lily's injured ankle had just been bumped, Marcus nervously carried her to the hospital.

I swayed as I stood up.

In the mirror before me, my burning red cheek was reflected.

The handprint was still clearly visible.

You could imagine how angry Marcus was at the time, how much force he used.

I couldn't help but smile bitterly, reaching up to wipe away the blood slowly seeping from the corner of my mouth.

This slap also shattered all my former illusions.

Taking this opportunity, I gathered all my clothes from the house and packed them in my suitcase.

I took everything I could carry and threw what I couldn't into the trash.

Before leaving, I found a real estate agent and listed the house online.

This house was mine.

My grandfather bought it for me with his money.

It was originally meant to be my wedding house.

Now it seems there's no need to keep it.

Dirty things disgust me.