Arwen had long known the situation had already slipped off her hand. She wanted to leave quietly earlier. But given all that Gianna has said, there is no way Ryan would let them leave this place in peace.
Delyth’s face, on the other hand, turned red the moment she heard Gianna put her words that way. It was a blatant insult. She tried to retort, to defend herself, but Ryan beat her in it.
He spoke instead, "Gianna, you are misinterpreting the things. Arwen was here when Delyth was about to fall off the stairs, I was just —"
"Misinterpreting?" Gianna asked, raising her brow in quiet amusement. "I think it’s not me misinterpreting anything here, rather you are misappropriately presenting the things. Or wait a second," she paused briefly before adding, "Not just misappropriately presenting, but also misunderstanding."
She then cast a glare towards Delyth. "Misunderstanding your own value, to be exact," she said and then returned to look back at Ryan. Her gaze was full of disdain. "You are miscalculating your worth if you think that Arwen would stoop low as to throw your pretty girlfriend off the stairs just to have you. You don’t hold value as high as that. So, even if someone tries to stir the trouble, have some brain to check the mirror once. You will deduce the truth without any evidence."
Ryan’s expression turned ugly. It was like she was slapped hard on his face. He never intended to blame Arwen for the things that happened. But then, he realized that if it had been in the past, he would have down that without even thinking twice.
"No," Delyth denied. "I didn’t blame Arwen," she said as if justifying herself. Staring at Arwen, she continued. "I never said Arwen pushed me. I was just too scared to say anything because everything that happened wasn’t something I expected."
"Really?" Gianna scoffed as if she understood the girl too well. She wanted to remain cautious because as far as she understood Delyth, she knew that the woman was prone to changing colours. She might say ’no’ but would parallelly make everyone believe in ’yes’. She had done that always and this wouldn’t be her first time.
But Arwen felt differently about Delyth in the situation. No one has seen her trick as closely as her. And given her defense today, it didn’t look like she has any plans of blaming things on her. Instead, Delyth seriously seemed there explaining the things.
"Of course, I didn’t know that was about to happen," Delyth said. "I was stopping Arwen one second to talk with her and the next second I knew was my wheelchair running back. Maybe I forgot to put locks on the brakes and that’s why that happened. I was so scared that I didn’t know what to do. Ryan just appeared on time to help me. And …"
She paused and then turned to look at Arwen as if regretting something. "...how can I blame Arwen for this when earlier, she clearly ran to save me; when she tried to save me even after what I did to her." She pressed the switch on her wheelchair and it moved forward. "Arwen, you really tried to save me when I once had tried to push off the stairs in a similar situation."
Her words were something that neither Gianna nor Arwen had expected. Not only did she not push the blame on Arwen, but she even accepted the crime she had committed in the past. What was happening?
"So, if you are still thinking that she did it to get your gratitude," she pointed at Delyth and moved it to Ryan respectively, "...and your attention, then both of you are highly mistaken. She no longer has both of you in her mind. Remember she has a husband, who has held her interest far better than you. So, you don’t have the chance even in her worst nightmares." freeweɓnøvel.com
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