His Adoptive Sister Interrupted Our Wedding Night
Chapter 4
Ethan answered the phone and gave a few casual responses.
After hanging up, he took my hand. "I'll contact Mom and Dad and have her move back home."
His warm lips brushed against my ear. "Come home early tonight. What do you want to eat? This time I'll cook specifically for you."
I suddenly remembered the past.
He'd dragged me out of bars with red-rimmed eyes.
Looking at me helplessly and humbly. "Natalie, what do I have to do for you to notice me?"
My throat tightened.
"Fine, Ethan. I'll trust you one more time."
"If you lie to me..."
"I'll never forgive you again for the rest of my life."
Ethan smiled and gently kissed my tear-moistened eyes.
"Natalie, I've never lied to you in this lifetime."
When I got home that evening, Ethan wasn't back yet.
Raven sat coldly on the sofa like a ghost filled with resentment.
"Why didn't you accept my friend request?"
I glanced at her coolly. "Is there any need to?"
"What did you say to my brother?" She blocked my path. "Why does he want me to move out!"
I had no intention of dealing with her.
But suddenly she went crazy and grabbed a vase to throw at me.
The heavy glass bottle hit my temple. The pain made my ears ring, and the rose thorns scraped bloody lines across my cheek and arms.
Just then, the door opened.
Raven picked up a shard of glass and held it against her own wrist, crying hysterically at me in grief and anger. "I just wanted to apologize to you, but why did you treat me like this! Will you only be satisfied when I'm dead!"
Ethan's eyes flashed with alarm as he rushed over in shock. "Raven!"
"Ethan..." She shook her head in pain. "I know. I've always been the extra one in this family. I won't interfere with your happiness anymore, I won't..."
Blood splattered.
Ethan's face turned pale instantly. He'd never been this panicked.
"Don't talk nonsense! I'll take you to the hospital."
He picked Raven up and didn't look at me once from beginning to end.
I slumped against the wall and slid to the floor.
It felt like my heart had been cut with a knife too.