True to his words, the guard had returned with a warm blanket for her and called the ambulance. As they loaded her into the ambulance, she only had one thought.
‘So this is what it felt like when someone you loved didn’t feel even a shred of love for you.’
Her phone was handed to her just before they left for the hospital, and she checked it. Just as she had thought, there was no single call from or text message from Oliver.
Instead, she had several unread messages and missed calls from Sebastian.
[Lynn, I don’t think I can wait a whole month. I’ll be in New York for business in a week. I’ll come and get you then.]
Warmth spread through her chest as she read the message. She immediately sent back a reply. [I agree. A month is way too long. Come get me in a week.]
‘One week.’ She said mentally. ‘One more week and she would finally be free of Oliver and all his problems.’
Madelynn walked into her home to find Cecelia lounging on the couch in her nightgown.
Madelynn’s nightgown.
The sound of the door opening made Cecelia look back with an eye roll. “You’re back so soon? You look absolutely filthy.”
She stood up from the couch and strolled over to Madelynn, lifting her chin with a finger like she was inspecting it. “Look at you. You’re as pale as a sheet. There’s nothing interesting about your face, and anyone would assume you’re on your deathbed.”
She pulled the robe down her shoulders to proudly display the glaring red marks on her neck and chest. “See these hickeys? It’s all Oliver’s handwork. Last night was… intense. As you can see, he couldn’t wait to claim me as his.”
It was like she became even bolder the more she spoke. She lowered her voice, leaning into Madelynn’s ear in a mocking whisper.
“Last night, while we did it in your bed, he said I was the only one who could make him feel like a real man. He said you lie there like the dead—and you never knew how to slice things up.”
“You should’ve heard how he screamed out my name in pleasure and treated my body like something he worshipped.”
The moment the words left her sister’s lips, Madelynn’s eyes darkened. She raised her hand and slapped Cecelia hard across the face before she could stop herself.