Chapter 129
Before long, Colt drove James to the hospital. As Nichole’s guardian, James handled the discharge formalities.
“James, I need to head back to campus soon. Can you drive me there?” Nichole asked, her eyes shimmering with hope.
James nodded.
He felt responsible for Nichole fainting last night and thought it only right to take her back himself. Moreover, Nichole was still recovering from her injuries.
Nichole’s face lit up with joy at James’ response.
Jenna had received a message from Sophie last night and had her driver bring her over early this morning.
As Sophie got out of the car, the driver loaded her luggage into the trunk.
“Why are you wearing a scarf in this weather?” Jenna asked, puzzled.
“My neck’s a bit chilly, Sophie replied with a forced laugh.
Jenna, however, sensed something was amiss and pulled away the scarf, revealing the bruises on Sophie’s neck.
“Who did this? James?” Jenna fumed.
Sophie knew how temperamental Jenna could be and tried to calm her, “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”
“Was it that b a s t a r d ?!” Jenna was furious and was about to storm into the Burke family estate, but Sophie quickly held her back.
“Don’t. I’m really okay.”
“No way! I’m going to make that jerk pay!”
Sophie clung to Jenna, refusing to let go. “James just promised not to take action against the Dennis Group. If you stir things up, it could get out of hand!”
“I’m not afraid of him! Let him try to take me down!”
Sophie hurriedly pulled Jenna into the car and instructed the driver to lock the doors. No matter what, she couldn’t let Jenna go and
cause a scene.
“Sophie! How can you let him treat you like this? What’s so good about a man like that? You’re driving me insane!”
“Don’t
‘t worry, he’ll find a way to make it up to me. I won’t be at a loss.”
“You.” Jenna was at a loss for words.
Sophie comforted her, “I’m not even that upset, and here you are, angrier than I am.”
Jenna suddenly said, “My father, Freddie, killed my mom.”
Sophie was taken aback.
Jenna’s eyes reddened with suppressed anger. “That’s why I took over Freddie’s company, and Freddie paid with his life. Men who hit their wives are no good!”
Sophie squeezed Jenna’s hand tightly.
Jenna sniffed and added, “It’s all in the past now.”
Yes, it was all in the past, but the pain was experienced firsthand. How could it be easy to let go?
The car pulled up outside Eastwood College, and Jenna accompanied Sophie inside for breakfast. When they reached the entrance of Liberty Hall, they unfortunately ran into Nichole.
Nichole’s face looked weary, and her frail appearance was pitifully endearing.