Delete My Love for You novel Chapter 162

Charlotte’s brow knit even tighter as she listened, utterly baffled by the logic of these two—why were they getting all emotional over her blood? She was the one being drained dry, yet somehow, they managed to turn themselves into the tragic heroes of the story.

Fine. Clearly, she no longer belonged in a world where narcissists and manipulators reigned supreme.

The nurse worked quickly, sliding needles into both her and Xena’s arms, the clear tubing connecting them like some grotesque lifeline.

Resigned, Charlotte closed her eyes. What was the point of caring about fairness or dignity when she was already knocking on death’s door? If she couldn’t even die in peace, what else was there to lose?

She tried to comfort herself: Just let it go.

As her blood trickled away, a strange feeling crept over her, but she chalked it up to nerves and didn’t bother to open her eyes to check the tubing.

When the blood draw finally ended and the needle was removed, the nurse called out the number, “Four hundred milliliters.”

Immediately, Xena’s voice trembled, weak as a kitten. “Darren, I feel a little dizzy…”

Charlotte opened her eyes just in time to see Xena draping herself against Darren’s chest, all soft limbs and practiced intimacy.

Expressionless, Charlotte looked away.

She bit back a bitter thought: They’d just drained her blood and she wasn’t even the one complaining about dizziness. But the moment Xena so much as whimpered, Darren was ready to believe her on the spot.

Of course. One tear from Xena, and Charlotte was expected to sacrifice anything—her pride, her blood, her life. That was always Darren’s creed.

She almost felt tempted to tell these two parasites to get the hell out of her hospital room.

But she kept her silence.

“Charlotte, can’t you see Xena’s not feeling well? Aren’t you going to thank her?” Darren’s sudden command made Charlotte’s frown deepen.

Thank them? For not draining her dry all at once? For leaving her with just enough blood to survive?

She refused to answer, shutting her eyes again.

Darren’s face turned even colder at her ingratitude. “Charlotte, Xena’s already anemic. She came here late at night to help you, and you won’t even thank her? You owe her that much.”

Charlotte said nothing.

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