Rebirth Revenge Is Everything (Ariana) novel Chapter 507

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Lambert was feeling rather irritable due to his injury.

Irene's lingering presence only worsened his mood. He knew Ariana would arrive soon, and if she saw Irene still here, misunderstandings were bound to arise. His impatience grew more evident, yet the striking resemblance between Irene and Ariana kept him from speaking harshly.

Irene stepped closer, her voice soft with concern. "Does it still hurt?"

Lambert sighed inwardly. The worry shimmering in her round, dark eyes reminded him so much of Ariana that he swallowed his annoyance once more. "I'm fine. Just a scrape. You should go—Ariana will be here soon, and I don’t want her to misunderstand."

He had asked Irene to leave multiple times, but she had ignored every hint. Now, he had no choice but to be blunt.

At his words, Irene stiffened momentarily before forcing a strained smile. Her expression turned desolate. "Alright... But I just want to make sure your injury isn’t serious. Then I’ll go."

Lambert’s patience had worn thin. "That won’t be necessary," he said coldly.

Irene shook her head. "I was the one who bumped into you. It’s only natural for the person at fault to check on the injured. Don’t overthink it."

This side of Irene was unfamiliar to him. He still remembered how, back in university, she had been bold only when pursuing him or confessing her feelings. Once they were together, she had become reserved and gentle, never pushing him, never overstaying her welcome, especially when it was clear she wasn’t wanted.

This was Irene's pride.

Yet, the sight before her was something she had never witnessed before. It made Lambert's brows furrow slightly, as if lost in thought.

Distracted, he remained silent.

Just then, Ariana arrived.

The moment she stepped into the hospital room, the scene that greeted her was this: Lambert reclined on the bed while Irene leaned over him, carefully examining the wound on his arm. His brows were knitted in what seemed like discomfort.

The atmosphere between the two was so harmonious that Ariana’s sudden presence felt like an unwelcome intrusion.

Assistant Hills, trailing behind her, took in the sight as well.

He froze—

A sinking feeling settled in his chest.

Clearly, President Stone was in trouble. No… more accurately, *he* was the one in trouble. At that moment, Assistant Hills bitterly regretted stepping inside. He should’ve just waited outside the door!

Ariana stood motionless in the doorway, her icy gaze fixed on the pair inside.

Two seconds later, Lambert snapped out of his thoughts and instinctively glanced toward the entrance—only to lock eyes with her.

The air in the room instantly turned frigid.

Irene sensed the sudden tension. She turned her head slightly and, unsurprisingly, spotted the uninvited guest. Her eyes flickered briefly before she let out a soft, mocking laugh.