My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 75

Isabella Austin stepped forward, gently taking hold of Andrew Lane’s arm. Her voice was soft and coaxing. “Andrew, I know this is hard for you, but what’s done is done. Let’s take her to the hospital to see a doctor.”

She was still putting on her act—the picture of gentle understanding, the model of compassion.

Andrew’s voice was deep, almost rough, his dark eyes fixed on Emily Blair. “I’ll have someone take you to the hospital,” he said.

Emily was exhausted—not just in her body, but deep in her bones, in her heart. She couldn’t muster the energy to keep playing along with Isabella’s charade.

She let out a cold laugh and looked directly at Andrew. “No need. I’m tired—I just want to go home.”

With that, she turned to leave.

Andrew strode after her. Emily, head down, caught the shadow moving behind her and sidestepped him instinctively.

She stopped, turning back. There was heartbreak hidden in the calmness of her gaze.

She looked Andrew in the eye. “Mr. Lane, do I need your permission just to leave now? Am I supposed to beg you for that too?”

His lips pressed into a thin, grim line.

She stepped closer. “If you feel even a shred of guilt toward me, then let Ms. Carter go. Leave her out of this.”

Andrew didn’t answer. He just stared at her, his face dark.

Emily held his gaze for a few seconds longer, then lowered her eyes and turned away.

By the time she got back to her apartment, it was late. She wasn’t expecting to find anyone waiting, but there was Emma George, sitting in the living room, the overhead lights illuminating every bruise and scratch on Emily’s body.

As soon as the door opened, Emma jumped up. “Emily, you’re home—”

Her voice caught. Her eyes went red, her face drained of color.

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