Chapter 875 Tiffany Becomes Deaf
Tiffany had a swollen face. Even talking would pull the muscles on her face and cause her pain. However, between being deaf and the pain spreading on her face, she couldn’t care less about the latter.
However, no pain could ever be compared to Hendrey’s words, which hurt her so much right now. Her blood ran cold in her veins as his words had put her into the fathomless abyss. She couldn’t help but shiver at the coldness that slowly enveloped her.
She let go of her hands that once grabbed him tightly. As her legs gave out, she fell to the ground. The momentum from her falling to the ground brought an impact on her facial muscle and strained her swollen face. The pain was unbearable, but she wasn’t aware of it at all.
Her dim eyes lost their focus as she gazed into the distance. Putting a hand on her ear in disbelief, she refused to accept the fact she was becoming deaf. “No way. I can’t become deaf. It’s not fair.”
She used to be the brightest rising star in Bloomstead. As her life turned upside down, she felt lost and had no idea how she could adapt.
As she remembered the culprit behind these, her gaze, which once lost its focus, gradually concentrated into a determined look in her eyes. The fingers she put on her ear arched as she clenched them into a fist. She swore through gritted teeth, “Veronica, you’ll pay for this!”
She murmured every word with determination. It seemed like speaking the words had drained the last strength in her body judging by the way her voice uncontrollably shook.
Even though she was overwhelmed with grief, Hendrey showed no hint of sympathy. Instead, he mocked, “It’s foolish to do something you already know you shouldn’t. To be honest, you deserve it.” Turning around, he sat on a chair and crossed his legs. His hard eyes bored into her. “I keep telling you not to cause Veronica any trouble before we visit the hidden clan. Did you not listen to me?”
“I—” Due to her hearing loss, Tiffany couldn’t hear clearly enough to his words. Furthermore, her left ear couldn’t hear anything at all as if it was stuffed with cotton, and it was driving her crazy.
His words fueled her anger. She tried to retort but no words came out. After a moment, he continued, “Do your job and stay away from her. Or else, nobody will come to your rescue if you mess up one more time.”
He saved her once during the banquet in the palace last time when Veronica attempted to kill her. If it wasn’t for this dumb woman still proven useful to him, he would have left her to die.
“Do yourself a favor. No more holding me back.” Giving her the last warning, he turned on his heels and left the bedroom. As he walked past the living room, he reminded the man guarding the door, “Keep an eye on her. She is not allowed to go out.”
“Yes, Mr. Johnson.” The guard slightly nodded before gesturing for his companions to come over and guard the door. After he left the house, Hendrey got in his car to visit Zac for discussing their future plan.
The car rolled through the street at a steady pace. He couldn’t keep his eyes off the shops on both sides of the road. Suddenly, a few familiar figures came into view.
He saw Veronica waving at a woman in red outside a shop nearby, and a man was standing next to her.
The man, who buried his hands in his pants pockets, was standing upright, giving off his unique temperament.
Pushing his gold frame glasses up his nose, Hendrey fixed his eyes on the man and recognized him. “Is that Iron Pillar? No. Wait a minute.”
The scene where he fought Iron Pillar during the bonfire outside the palace flashed across his mind.
Even though the man had been on the defensive, the man blocked all of his attacks without breaking a sweat.
The opponent’s skill amazed Hendrey at that time but he didn’t think much about it.
Now, from where Hendrey was, the man named ‘Iron Pillar’ wasn’t stooping as he usually was.
He shared the same stature and temperament with Matthew aside from the darker skin, ordinary face, and a mole on the face.
