Chapter 4

I marched over and slapped Victoria across the face.

"A former homewrecker has no right to talk about my family!"

"You're just a clown putting on a show. Do you honestly think these real high-society ladies respect you?"

Victoria gasped in horror, clutching her cheek. "You crazy bitch! How dare you hit me!"

Olivia rushed over and grabbed my hair. "How dare you ruin my engagement party!"

Victoria joined in, tearing at my clothes. "Trash! Your parents deserved to die! You cursed them!"

I grabbed a nearby pot of hot tea and threw it at them.

But I was outnumbered. By the time it was over, I was left on the floor, desperately holding onto my torn shirt to cover myself.

"What is going on here?!"

Chase walked over, his face dark as he took in the chaotic scene.

"Chase! Look at this psycho! Thank God you didn't marry her. She's completely humiliated us!"

Olivia clung to Chase's arm, sobbing. "Chase, I'm so scared. If I get hurt, my dad will be furious."

Chase's expression darkened further. "Sienna, apologize. Now."

I let out a cold laugh. "A homewrecker mother and a homewrecker girlfriend. I'm not apologizing to either of you!"

"Either you kill me right now, or we all go down together."

"The Sterlings love to bully the weak, don't they?"

Chase pulled a check from his pocket. "There's a hundred thousand dollars here. Apologize. I know you need the money."

I stared at the check. I did need the money. I needed my eyes back.

I took a deep breath. "Mrs. Sterling, Miss Mercer, I'm sorry."

As I reached for the check, Chase let go of his hand.

The paper fluttered to the floor.

I froze, then knelt down to pick it up.

At that moment, tears finally spilled over.

Chase looked at me in shock. He had never seen me cry like this before.

He reached out to help me up, but I ignored him completely.

Now that I had the money, I turned and walked away.

A few weeks later, I was walking down the hospital hallway in a patient gown.

Two familiar figures walked toward me.

Olivia was cradling her stomach, looking at me triumphantly.

"Oh, Sienna."

"Look at Chase. I told him I felt perfectly fine, but he insisted on bringing me in for a checkup. Turns out, I'm pregnant!"

I stared at her stomach for a long time.

I used to want a baby so badly. But Chase had always refused, claiming he didn't want me to overexert myself because of my eyes.

Pretending I hadn't heard a thing, I turned back toward my ward.

Chase called out to me. "Sienna, stop playing these cheap games to get my attention."

"We are over."

I paused. In his mind, my being in the hospital was just a desperate act to win his sympathy.

I didn't bother to reply and climbed back into my hospital bed.

Chase barged into the room, his expression softening slightly. "What's wrong with you?"

"Can't you even take care of yourself without me?"

He truly believed that my entire existence revolved around him.

Well, to be fair, the old me used to believe that too.

"Mr. Sterling, the world keeps spinning without you. Don't flatter yourself."

I rolled over, turning my back to him.

Chase's face fell. "Sienna, I never realized you were such a drama queen."

"I'm leaving. Take care of yourself. Don't ruin your own life just to spite me."

I didn't even bother to reply. Seriously, did he think he was the center of the universe?

How delusional.

"Miss Vance, it might feel a bit bright at first."

My bandages were removed, and my vision slowly returned to normal.