When She Walks Away (Teresa) novel Chapter 230

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Before Stella Sandhurst could react, Troy’s face turned stormy. He reached out and pressed his hand directly onto the knife wound.

He started out pressing down slowly, but then all at once, he dug his fingers in and clamped down hard. Troy put in so much force that his whole body was straining with the effort.

In that split second, Stella let out a piercing scream from the pain, struggling with all her strength, refusing to give in to his grip.

With his other hand, Troy easily pinned her shoulder, keeping a relentless grip on her wound, not easing up for a second.

The pain made Stella’s cheeks shake uncontrollably, and tears couldn’t stop rolling down from her eyes.

Troy didn’t spare a single shred of mercy. It was only when he saw fresh blood streaking Stella’s already pale face that he leaned in, his voice cold and harsh, “Now answer me. Does it hurt?”

Stella’s whole body twisted and writhed in agony, but Troy held her down so tightly that she couldn’t break free.

All she could do was cry, her voice shaking as she sobbed, “It hurts, it hurts.”

Stella’s face was streaked with sweat, blood, and tears.

Bandages covered her face, and her eyes, wide with fear, stared at Troy.

As Troy leaned in, his face contorted with fury, veins standing out on his skin. His voice was cold and merciless, invading every corner of Stella’s mind like an icy tide.

He said, “But you know what? My heart hurts even more than you do right now.”

Stella, terrified and shaking, stared at Troy. “Just what are you trying to do?” she managed to choke out.

Troy finally released her wound, exhaling a rough, heavy breath before speaking in that icy tone. “I’m not trying to do anything. I just want my heart to stop hurting so damn much.”

Just thinking about Teresa lying battered and broken in that hospital bed, Troy felt his heart being gouged out with every breath.

Right now, the only thing that could numb the pain inside him was to make Stella suffer a thousand–or even ten thousand–times worse than he ever could. Only then did he feel even a glimmer of relief.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Troy dug his fingers mercilessly into Stella’s wound once again.

Stella’s screams tore through the air, but there was no one coming to save her.

Everything went black from the pain, and she just blacked out.

Watching her collapse, Troy let out a satisfied tsk, then grabbed a bottle of water and dumped it straight onto Stella’s face.

Stella jerked back to consciousness, coughing uncontrollably.

eyes.

Troy dug his fingers into her cheeks again, watching as terror and desperation flooded Stella’s eyes, making her start to beg. “Troy, please, just let me go,” Stella pleaded, her voice shaking.

But Troy acted like he didn’t hear a single word, simply tightening his grip and carrying on with his cruel torment.

The more pain Stella was in, the more twisted satisfaction Troy felt rising in his chest.

But even so, not a hint of pain left his own heart–it only got worse.

Stella blacked out more than once, but every time. Troy just doused her face with water and yanked her back to consciousness.

On the tenth time she woke up, Troy finally let go, his voice ice–cold as he demanded. “So when Teresa begged you for mercy, did you ever once think about giving her a break?”

Stella stiffened instantly, freezing up in shock at his words.

Troy was infamous as a playboy–he had as many women as he had shirts, swapping them out like changing clothes.

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Stella always figured Troy had already forgotten all about Teresa.

But now, it turned out the reason he’d come after her today was still because of Teresa.

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Seeing the shock on Stella’s face, Troy lit a cigarette, took a slow drag, and as he exhaled a stream of smoke, his lips curled into a cold smirk. “Did you already forget what happened last time?” he taunted.

Choking on the smoke, Stella broke into a fit of coughing, but even as she struggled to breathe, she gasped out, “It was Andrew Logan—it was all him! He told me to do it, he made me pour oil on Teresa, he made me go after her. It was all his idea, I swear!”

Troy drawled, stretching out the single word, “Oh?”

Seeing Troy’s obvious disbelief, Stella hurried to explain, “It’s true! He was the one who made me do it–he and his mom, they both hate Teresa.”

Troy’s eyes narrowed as he pressed, “You’re not making this up?”

When Wendy opened her eyes to see Troy, she startled a little and was about to say something when Troy put a finger to his lips, motioning her to keep quiet.

Troy turned to Wendy and said, “Thanks for sticking around. You should head home and get some rest. I’ll stay here with Teresa.”

Wendy hesitated, worry etched all over her face. “She’s still pretty traumatized from being attacked the other day. She’s terrified of being alone in the room, so please, stay close and don’t go too far, okay?”

He paused for a moment, then nodded. “Alright.”

He sat down beside the bed, his eyes fixed on Teresa’s face. She looked so calm and sweet as she slept, her breathing gentle and even, her nose softly rising and falling with every breath.

The pain was almost too much to bear, and without a second thought, he slapped himself across the face–not once, but twice, the

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sound ringing out in the quiet room.

After that, tears started streaming down his cheeks.

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Watching Teresa sleep, Troy leaned in and whispered softly, “Teresa, I don’t care if you can hear me or not. I don’t care if you have a husband or a daughter. I don’t care if you love me or not. From now on, I’m never leaving you again.”

With that, Troy slumped over by the side of the bed, exhaustion finally overtaking him.

It wasn’t until he was sound asleep that Teresa slowly opened her eyes.

She looked at the clear slap marks on his face, her own eyes brimming with tears.

Teresa had heard every single word Troy whispered to her.

‘Were his words true or just lies?‘ Teresa wondered, her heart tangled with doubt.

Teresa just couldn’t figure it out, so she forced herself to stop thinking, refusing to get lost in it any longer.

The next morning, Teresa woke up to an empty hospital room. The sunlight streaming in helped chase away some of her fear.

She’d barely moved when Troy’s voice came through, gentle and soothing. “I’m just in the bathroom, getting cleaned up. I’ll be out soon, don’t be scared.”

Following the sound, Teresa realized her phone was on a video call with Troy.

She hesitated for a second, then whispered back, “Mm–hmm.”

Just as she finished speaking, the door to the room swung open.

Teresa instinctively looked toward the door, her heart racing, thinking it might be Yvonne. She was already bracing herself to run, but to her surprise, it was Roselyn standing there.

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