She Killed My Ex

Chapter 39 She Acted Out So Proud

Chapter 39 She Acted Out So Proud

It was very simple. All Caroline had to do was to continue to be weak and respond to Madison's unreasonable and even insulting demands without any dignity.

But deep down inside, Caroline was greedy. She wanted to be respected, which she had not felt for a long time. It didn't have to be like before. She just needed to be treated with the respect that she deserved as a person.

But apparently, the thing went by contraries.

From then on, Caroline hid the riddled heart deeper. She hid what she longed for in her heart into the depths of her soul that no one could touch. It was dark and cold, and as lonely as deep sea.

Madison came and went again and again. She always came to the hospital at meal time and brought Caroline food and left.

On the fourth night of the incident, Madison put a takeout box on Caroline's bed cabinet as usual without expression. Then Madison turned to leave. At this time, behind Madison, Caroline, who had been silent on the hospital bed said slowly, "I want to leave the hospital."

Caroline's rough and slow voice made Madison, who had been indifferent for four days, stop her steps. Madison turned her head slightly vehemently. She vetoed without thinking. "No, you're still sick."

Did Madison care about Caroline? Caroline looked at Madison steadily. "I'm fine. My fever's gone. I want to work."

"You want to do this on purpose, don't you? You want everyone to see the gauze on your forehead?" Madison continued angrily, "Caroline, you are a piece of work. What's on a person's face

is not always what's in their heart. This statement is true. I think you're a straight arrow. I don't expect you to be so scheming."

Caroline lowered her eyelashes to hide the loss under her eyes. Sure enough, she was overthinking it. How could Madison care about her?

When Caroline looked at Madison again, her eyes went numb. "I have to go to work. You do the discharge formalities."

Caroline pulled the quilt off and slowly got out of bed. Then she changed into the clothes she had worn when she came to the hospital.

Madison's eyes widened in amazement. Was Caroline ordering her?

She?

Caroline?

Caroline was ordering Madison?

A sense of humiliation came over Madison.

Madison looked at Caroline coming down from the hospital bed. Caroline limped slowly toward the door. Slow as her steps were, Caroline was indeed ready to leave the ward, which meant Caroline was serious. It was not a joke!

She was really ready to leave the hospital!

No way!

Madison's eyes rested on Caroline's forehead. Her eyes were momentarily flustered. She was still afraid. Caroline couldn't go back to Royal Club until that gauze was removed.

Without thinking, Madison moved with her step and stopped in front of Caroline. "How can you be so cheap? Work? You make it sound good. People who do not know the truth will think that you love labor and your work.

Your work? Isn't it your job to please men? Are you so eager to please men when you are still ill? You just can't wait to be a bitch, can you?

Or are you actually enjoying it? Why else would you want to rush to Royal Club despite your sick body?"

Madison only wanted to prevent Caroline from going to Royal Club at that time, but what she said hurt Caroline. Madison said a lot of hurtful things to Caroline. Caroline became more and more silent. She just looked down at her toes. Her palms behind her clenched into fists and trembled. Caroline was eager to refute and explain.

But Caroline knew it was useless to argue back.

She did. She was on her knees for money.

Yeah, she did get down on the floor for more money like a dog.

Indeed, Madison was not talking nonsense. What Madison said in front of Caroline was true.

That was what Caroline did!

What could she refute?

Could she explain it clearly?

"Everyone has faith. This faith is either a person or a belief." Caroline's gruff voice suppressed the bitterness. She said as quietly and slowly as she could, "Those who strive for this faith, this person,

this belief should at least not be laughed at."

Madison paused. She looked up and down at Caroline in front of her. How could these words be said by an ignorant, low-class woman who didn't even graduate from high school? Madison didn't know where Caroline saw these words.

Madison thought as she looked at Caroline. Madison's eyes grew more disdainful.

After saying that, Caroline slowly raised her foot to bypass Madison. But one hand quickly grabbed Caroline's arm. "Don't go. You must stay here until the wound on your forehead is healed!"

Caroline slowly looked up at Madison. She said clearly, "I'm going to work. It's none of your business."

Caroline looked soft, but she pulled the palm of Madison's hand away from her arm. She no longer looked at Madison who was in shock. Then Caroline lifted her foot and walked out of the ward.

Madison, who was behind Caroline, reacted. Then Madison put her foot up and ran after Caroline. Caroline had difficulty in walking and she walked slowly, so she was easily overtaken by Madison. Caroline didn't turn around. At the sound of footsteps following her, Caroline walked forward with her lame legs, and said slowly but firmly in her voice that was damaged by the fire,

"If you try to stop me again, I'll call Marissa."

Madison was nothing compared with Delores, who had saved Caroline's life in the dark prison.

Caroline felt that neither Madison nor anyone, not even that man, was as important as Delores.

Caroline ignored the hatred-filled eyes that fell upon her from behind. She ignored Madison, who was as mad as a wet hen but did not dare to stop her. She walked out of the hospital step by step.

Madison did not find that Caroline, who she thought was humble, incompetent, uneducated and of no account to her, walked with more ease and pride than she, a straight-A student from S University.

Of course, Madison also did not find that a man crossed his arms over his chest at the door of the ward next to Caroline's ward and leaned lazily against the door frame. The man took one last look at the elevator door where Caroline disappeared. He straightened up, raised his long thigh, and walked past Madison toward the elevator that Caroline went down.

Caroline went down in the elevator. She had difficulty in walking, so she walked slowly. What was worse, although the fever has gone down, she was still very weak. She shuffled out of the hospital gate, stood at the junction and reached out to stop a taxi.

"Hi, I'm going to Royal Club. Is it possible to charge without running the meter? Can you make it cheaper?"

The taxi driver stretched out his head and looked at Caroline. "It's hard to do business these days. It's a taxi, not a black taxi. Do you want to get in the car or not? If you don't get in, I'm driving away." Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Obviously, the taxi driver wouldn't budge. In desperation, Caroline felt the pocket of her hospital coat and looked up. "I only have twenty dollars."

"It's enough. Get in the car."

Caroline didn't want to take a taxi because it was too expensive. But today, she thought maybe she could forget her embarrassment and have the luxury of taking a taxi.

It was as if taking a taxi would give her the dignity of a normal person like so many other normal people on this street.

Caroline was doing her best to seem like a person, an ordinary person. What she longed for was the dignity that ordinary people could attain.

Yes, she still yearned for dignity in her heart, but she no longer asked others for it.

She could not ask for what others would not give her.

So she tried to make herself look like a "person".