Still in shock, I asked, "Did anyone else get hurt?"
"The other driver was dead on the spot," Hendrix looked extremely sullen as he spoke, "But don't you worry about anything. I've asked Evan to handle that."
I sat on the seat, and my hands were still trembling. Austin glanced at me and mocked, "You're afraid now? Arianna, I guess you're just a scaredy-cat."
"Austin, enough!" Hendrix snapped at him angrily.
Austin shut his mouth and gave me a death glare.
Andrea came running in her high heels, panting heavily and looking anxious, "I just got the news. How is Josiah?"
Austin gently patted her shoulder as he comforted her.
After catching the sight of Hendrix and I sitting together at the bench, Andrea's face darkened, and she walked away to stand aside quietly.
Not long after, Monique was ready to be transferred to the ward. Hendrix went to settle Monique's admission procedure as he didn't want me to move around too much.
I followed the doctor into the ward Monique was staying in. She was still asleep from the anesthetic, which would take another half an hour for her to be awake. While waiting, I made a phone call to Ian and stayed by her side.
With her arms crossed, Andrea stood by the door and watched me with a pair of shallow eyes, "Looks like you and Hendrix are quite happy together."
I peeked at her for a second. As I didn't really want to talk to her, I casually replied, "Thank you for your attention to our relationship, Miss Burton. We'll get better for sure, and hopefully, we won't disappoint you."
"You —" Andrea's expression turned ugly. "Arianna, Hendrix is mine. Don't think that you've won him over by trapping him with a child. If I wanted to have him back, you wouldn't even stand a chance!"
Before I could speak, Hendrix came in, followed by Austin. Noticing that his beloved girl was in pain, Austin stomped towards me and shouted at me, "Did you push her?"
"Yes!" I didn't bother denying and glared at Andrea in frustration.
"Arianna, are you seeking your own f*cking death?" Austin raised his arm to hit me.
Hendrix stepped in on time and halted him, "Austin, know your limit!" I couldn't make out what Hendrix was thinking from his tone of voice.
Austin sneered, "You protect Arianna, and I'll stand up for Andrea. Both of them are equally women. Who gave her the right to hurt others, yet the victim can't retaliate?"
My blood was boiling, and I couldn't hold back anymore. I looked him dead in the eyes as I said, "Mr. Shelley, even if you want to protect the person you love, don't you think you should at least check the facts and know what the situation was? Miss Burton was the one who started the harm, and I'm just defending myself."
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