When His Perfect Mask Shattered I Awoke (Anneliese) novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26 The Return

“Dad, Mom, I’ve finished my studies. After I celebrate my birthday with my friends this year, I’ll come home for good. I’ll figure out both love and career–don’t worry!”

“That’s great!”

The moment she said she was coming back, the whole family lit up with excitement. They encouraged her to go after love bravely, promising they’d always have her back.

Completely forgotten was the time when Zacharias proposed, and Anneliese wanted to be with him. Back then, this very same family had pointed fingers at her, calling her shameless and saying she had no self–respect.

Anneliese arrived at the hospital with a sharp–looking attorney by her side.

She had just stepped out of the car and was heading toward the inpatient wing when a familiar Bentley pulled up not far ahead.

Jonathan stepped out first, followed by Zion and two other young men. Anneliese raised a hand to wave, but before she could call out, they were already briskly walking away.

Jonathan led the group with a stern face, his long strides confident and decisive. He occasionally tilted his head to listen to the man beside him, his brows furrowed in concern.

Did something happen?

“Get out! Who said you could come in?”

Crash!

The moment Anneliese entered the hospital room, Melody hurled everything from the table at her, screaming in rage.

Lenora jumped down from the neighboring bed and pointed at Anneliese.

‘Didn’t you hear my mom? Get out! Stand in the hallway and face the wall until she cools off! You’ll be allowed back in when she says so!”

Mother and daughter were identical in their sharpness and superiority–smug, arrogant, and mean.

Anneliese sidestepped the flying objects, calmly dusted off her skirt, though there was no real dust, then slowly lifted her gaze toward Lenora.

“Which rabid dog won’t stop barking?”

“Who are you calling a dog?”

“Whoever answered,” Anneliese replied with a faint smile while looking at her.

Lenora’s reaction came half a second too late, her face contorting with fury.

The dog bite on her leg was still throbbing–doctors said it might leave a scar—and last night, the pain kept her from sleeping. The slap mark Anneliese had left on her face now looked even more dramatic under the daylight.

How dare she?

Anneliese caught her swinging hand in one swift motion. At five–foot–six, she stood a good half a head taller than Lenora.

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