Chapter 135 - Wounded (1/2)

The water coming down from the shower dropped in her hand, and it mixed with her blood together with her tears.

She bit her lips and cleansed her wound with the water but it was too deep that her blood kept coming out.

She leaned her head on the headrest of the tub, she shut her eyes and hoped that the pain in her hand would go away.

Soon, she heard knocked on the door, she ignored it as she knew it was Evan but to her surprise, it was someone else.

”Hey, short woman! Come out of there! We need to talk!”

It was Ken Chu, and somehow, hearing him calling her a short woman has caused for all her anger to disappear and was replaced with ineffable irritation.

She got up and put on her robe, with her hair wet, she opened the door while the fog from her hot shower escaped the bathroom.

She's about to part her lips and ask what he wanted when he suddenly stretched a hand carrying a medical kit.

”Are you stupid? If you want to kill a person, don't do it in a place with so many witnesses,” his eyes squinted, ”wasn't it you that said you can't let anyone be the witness to your action?” he smirked, ”this is not the Daisy I heard of.”

Daniella rose a brow in disbelief, she watched as Ken left the room while she remained stiffed standing by the room with fogs around her.

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In Camille's room.

Anders was about to put the plaster on Camille's forehead with a big bump created when it was hit by the shattered piece of the vase when she stopped him

She has few scratches on her forehead but they were shallow and barely bleeding.

”Can you call Evan?” She asked in a broken voice.

Anders nodded obediently and rushed outside. When the door opened, Camille took a deep sigh.

But instead of Evan, it was Selena, concern was on her face.

”Are you alright?” Sitting down next to Camille, Selena held the woman's hand.

Camille nodded and flashed a faint smile.

”Is she always like this?” she asked Selena.

The girl gulped hard and then nodded.

”She burned my magazines too, splashed water on me when I don't want to wake up and threw vases too, though she threw it at the wall, not on my face.”

Saying that Selena lowered her sight to her lap. Thinking of it now, she realized how odd Daniella was acting.

”She really has a temper,” she continued.

”Maybe she needs help,” she replied.

Hearing that Selena rose her face to look at her, ”you mean like a therapist?” she asked with confusion.

She nodded as a response, ”while my career was growing, I suffered depression. Evan was there on my side and he recommended his friend's wife who happened to be a psychologist.”

Camille wanted to give the doctor number but her phone was in her bag which is now swimming in the pool.

Selena shrugged, ”Daniella is fine, I actually like her. She's fierce.”

Camille rose a brow, puzzled by the calmness shinning in Selena's eyes.

'This woman! How does she do that?' she thought. Deep inside, she just wanted to grab Daniella's hair just like how she did it to her earlier and throw her out of the balcony.