The Lycan King's Fate Calling (Shawn Gibson and Sylvia) novel Chapter 381

Flora's POV:

When we were done cleaning up our room, Sylvia retreated to the bathroom to take a shower.

With Sylvia gone, I felt lonely and sad.

I thought about what she said just now about how Warren really loved me. I sneered and clenched my fists angrily, inadvertently squishing the orange in my hand.

Regret? Never.

I clenched my fists so hard that orange juice spurted everywhere, staining even the uniform I was planning to wear tomorrow.

I hurried to clean it up but felt even angrier with Warren.

When Warren was in a coma, his life was in fatal danger. I was so anxious that I didn't even dare to close my eyes or take a break for fear that Warren would suddenly stop breathing.

Later, when his condition had finally stabilized, I staggered out of his ward to finally have a meal.

When I came back, a nurse told me that Warren had woken up already. I was so happy that all my fatigue disappeared in an instant.

I rushed to his ward happily, wondering how Warren would react when he saw me.

But as soon as I arrived, Alina stopped me from entering.

She was guarding the door with four muscly bodyguards, as though she was declaring her sovereignty.

Alina quickly recognized me as Sylvia's roommate and asked me about my relationship with Warren.

I didn't know what to say. After all, Warren and I were just pretending to be a couple, so I couldn't tell her I was his girlfriend.

When she saw that I was at a loss for words, Alina sneered and accused me of being a lowly, gold-digging bitch.

Her loud voice attracted the attention of whoever was in the area.

I quickly wiped my tears and cursed under my breath.

Damn it! There were plenty of fish in the sea. I refused to cry over one man!

The more I thought about it, the angrier I got. I should have broken up with him sooner. That way, I wouldn't have had to endure such humiliation. I felt like a joke.

I kicked the edge of the bunk hard, but hurt myself in the process. I winced in pain.

Damn it, Warren! This was all his fault! Now, luck wasn't on my side. Harry would've made a better fake boyfriend than him.

Gritting my teeth, I angrily took out my phone and un-blocked Warren's number.

After hastily sending him a break-up text, I quickly blocked his number again.

After that, I felt a wave of relief wash over me.