Chapter 1755 Kieran's symptoms that day were officially determined to be a reaction to drug use.
With that, the suspicions surrounding Karina were finally cleared.
Still, Kieran refused to admit it. "I didn't use drugs! This is a setup! Karina, we've treated you well, and this is how you repay us? Are you even human?" As the police dragged him away, he resisted with all his might, making a noisy scene that filled the hospital with chaos.
The hallways were packed with onlookers, their curious and judgmental gazes bouncing between Karina and Kieran, accompanied by endless murmurs.
But Karina didn't care anymore. She looked at Kieran, her eyes steady and clear. "Yes, you all gavea place to live, but so what? I've already repaid that debt. Six million-it's been paid back in full." Six million.
For a wealthy family, it might not seem like much, but for her, it was an astronomical figure. She had no idea how many years it had taken her to gather that amount.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAnd what had the Stones ever spent on her? Forget six million-they might not have even spent fifty thousand. She had earned her own tuition and covered her own living expenses.
Had the Stone family ever taken care of her, even in the slightest? The only person she had felt attached to was Tara.
But Tara was gone, and with her, any reason Karina had to hold on to that family.
Kieran shouted loudly, "And what about my sister? Her death and my leg injury-aren't those your fault? Don't you owe us for that?" At the mention of Tara, Karina's heart throbbed with pain, reopening a wound that never fully healed. Her body trembled slightly.
The uncertainty in Karina's heart vanished the moment she thought of Wilfred, as if a firm hand had wiped it clean.
In truth, many things didn't require his direct involvement. She could have confronted Kieran herself and forced him to take the test. But Wilfred had stepped in anyway.
She hadn't thought much of it at the time, but now, as the details surfaced in her mind, she realized that perhaps he did it for her. He was teaching her how to handle people like Kieran. When dealing with a bully, one had to be tougher than they were.
"You know exactly why you got into that car that day," Karina said, her tone steady and unyielding. "If you think I'm the culprit, then go ahead and tell the police. They're right here. Let them investigate. If it turns out I'm guilty, I won't resist. Whatever the sentence is-five years, ten years-I'll take it. Do you dare?" Kieran fell silent, his voice caught in his throat.
Of course, he didn't dare.
After the accident that left him disabled, Kieran had obsessed over the case, desperate to pin the blon Karina.
But the police investigation had been clear. It was an accident, nothing more. No foul play, no conspiracy. If anyone was to blame, it was his own bad luck.
Even if the case were reopened, the results would likely remain the same.
Karina turned to the police and asked calmly, "What will happen to him after you take him in?" "He'll be sent to a rehab center," one of the officers replied.
Karina nodded in relief.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWith that, Kieran was taken away.
But the ordeal wasn't over.
The very next morning, Mr. and Mrs. Stone stormed up to Karina, furious after learning their son had been sent to rehab.
Before Karina could react, Mrs. Stone slapped her across the face.
*Smack!*
"How dare you send him to a place like that! Rehab isn't fit for humans! Wit You're going to get him out of there right how, or I won't let you off!" Mrs. Stone screamed hysterically, grabbing at Karina in a frenzy Mr. Stone had always favored sons over daughters.
Mrs. Stone was no different, treating her only son as if he were her whole ΟΜ world. Despite his constant insults and even physical abuse, she endured it willingly, almost as if she found comfort in it. When Karina was slapped, the side of her face flushed red almost instantly.
Her skin bruised easily, and once a bruise appeared, it always took ages to fade.