When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 221

Chapter 221

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Teresa lay curled up on the hospital bed, while Roselyn stood over her, looking like a demon ready to pounce.

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“Teresa, how dare you hit my Logan family’s child? Do you have a death wish?” Roselyn spat.

Her words were like daggers, each syllable sharp enough to tear someone to pieces.

Teresa was utterly exhausted. She lifted her eyes to Roselyn, but had no energy to even respond.

Roselyn’s anger erupted at Teresa’s silence. She marched straight up and slapped Teresa hard across the face.

“You think you can ignore me? Who gave you the nerve to act like this?” Roselyn shouted.

She didn’t give a damn that Teresa was still Charles’s wife.

Teresa’s head whipped to the side, a bright red handprint blazing across her cheek.

Her eyes, red with fury, glared at Roselyn. Teresa sneered, “Enjoy your little meltdown while you can. This is the only time you’ve got the nerve to act wild.”

Roselyn’s fury snapped. She charged over and practically threw herself onto Teresa, pinning her down on the bed without a second thought.

She started raining down blows on Teresa, clawing and hitting her, totally out of control.

Teresa was so drained she couldn’t put up any resistance at all.

Roselyn didn’t stop until she was out of breath, panting heavily. Beneath her, Teresa’s face was utterly bloodless, so pale it was almost terrifying.

Her body was covered in angry red marks, the clear evidence of Roselyn’s furious grip.

Roselyn looked down at the mess she’d made and gave a satisfied nod, clearly proud of her work.

But Roselyn wasn’t about to stop. Grinding her teeth, she sank her nails hard into Teresa’s arm, her face full of venom. “You jinx,” she hissed. “We should’ve never let you set foot in this house.”

“What are you staring at? Got a–death wish or something? Why don’t you just go drop dead!”

“You actually dared lay a hand on one of the Logans? You must be begging to lose that sorry little life of yours!”

“All you Sullivans are nothing but filthy scum–can’t even hold your heads up in public.

Teresa lay on the hospital bed, completely helpless. All she could do was shrink away, trying her best to dodge Roselyn’s blows and clawing hands.

She was so drained she couldn’t even muster the strength to fight back. Even if she wanted to lash out, her body just wouldn’t obey her.

And as for Roselyn’s torrent of vicious insults, Teresa was too exhausted to even care, let alone talk back.

Roselyn hadn’t planned on leaving, but right then, her phone suddenly started ringing..

Teresa couldn’t catch what was being said on the other end, but she watched Roselyn’s face change in an instant.

With obvious panic in her voice as she answered the call, Roselyn blurted out, “Okay, I got it. I’ll be right there.”

Whatever happened, it had to be something huge–even big enough for Roselyn to drop this golden opportunity to bully Teresa.

She didn’t spare Teresa a single glance before she rushed out of the room.

After Roselyn left, Teresa finally let out a rare sigh of relief–but she was so weak, she couldn’t do a thing. Helpless, all she could do was watch as the angry red marks on her arm darkened, slowly blooming into bruises before her eyes.

Teresa had no idea when she ended up falling asleep. She was utterly drained, her whole body sticky and uncomfortable.

Somewhere in that haze between dreaming and waking, she sensed someone pushing open the door to her hospital room.

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Teresa was so on edge that even the slightest stir made her eyes shoot open.

A man entered the room–it was Andrew.

Seeing him, Teresa instantly knew nothing good could come of it. She didn’t bother trying to hide or put up a front. Instead, she let out a dry, mocking laugh. “Go on, Andrew. What brings you here this time?”

Andrew was unexpectedly calm. He pulled up a chair by the bed, his gaze lingering on Teresa’s battered form. “My sister had a high–risk exposure,” he said, his tone flat.

Earlier tonight, Serena was assisting her mentor during a surgery. In the middle of the operation, she accidentally sliced through her glove–and even nicked her own skin.

To make it worse, the patient on the table happened to be HIV–positive.

The whole OR instantly broke out into chaos.

Teresa’s eyes flickered with concern. “Did she take the meds?” she asked anxiously.

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Seeing Teresa remain silent, Andrew’s anger boiled over. “My sister could’ve just married well and lived an easy life, never worrying about a thing. But because of something you said, she set her heart on being a doctor. And what did that get her, huh?”

At that moment, Teresa, utterly drained of strengili, was just like a fish on the chopping block, left completely at the mercy of whoever wished to carve her up.

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Ever since Troy had made her lose face in front of everyone, Stella had been holding onto that grudge, refusing to let it go.

She swore she’d get her revenge on Teresa and pay her back for that humiliation.

So right now, she was going all out on Teresa, showing absolutely no mercy.

Seeing Teresa so weak she was practically gasping for breath, unable to fight back at all, Stella felt her anger finally vented.

“Weren’t you all smug back when Troy stood up for you? Now look–I’ve got you pinned, can’t do a thing about it, can you?” Stella sneered.

Stella yanked Teresa’s long hair hard, jerking her chin up and forcing her to meet her gaze.

“Go on, call Troy. Tell him to come defend you–just try it,” Stella mocked.

“Who do you think Troy really is? You honestly believe you’re his precious little darling? Once he gets bored with you, do you think he’ll even remember someone like you? Huh?”

As she kept sneering, Stella kept smacking Teresa right in the face without mercy, each slap ringing out sharp and clear.

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Once her hand started to sting, Stella grabbed hold of Teresa’s face, squeezing so hard her nails left marks. “What’s with that dead–faced look? You’re so damn stone–faced I’m about to bust my hand just hitting you,” she mocked.

Shaking out her hand, Stella dove right back in, landing more slaps on Teresa as she taunted, “I could mess you up till you’re half–dead in this room and I bet Troy wouldn’t show up to save you, not in a million years.”

Through it all, Andrew just stood there, watching the whole scene with icy indifference–there wasn’t a flicker of pity or mercy anywhere in his eyes.

Noticing it was getting late, Andrew finally spoke up, his tone cold and clipped. “That’s enough. We’re leaving

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Stella pulled her hand back, pouting with obvious reluctance. “But Andrew, I’m not done yet,” she grumbled, clearly annoyed she couldn’t keep going.