Before I could respond her, Lucius said coldly, "You don't need to apologize to her. I'm your guardian. I have always been and will always be."
"I didn't discipline you well and I'm at least half responsible for this matter."
He looked up at me.
"Rachelle, I've already made this clear to her and she won't do it again in the future."
"She was young and ignorant, but you were also wrong. You shouldn't have sent her to the suburbs privately. If I had been a step later, she would have been injured by a stray dog. Apologize and let this matter go!"
I stared back into his eyes, cold and expressionless.
I just found it ridiculous.
"Me, apologize to her? Are you crazy, Lucius?"
The next second, Noella's sharp nails scratched a line between my legs.
I gasped in pain and cold sweat soaked my whole body.
I quickly pushed her away, without much force, but she fell straight down the stairs.
"What are you doing!"
Lucius pushed me hard and my back hit the wall hard.
The excruciating pain of nearly broken bones.
"I think the crazy one is you!"
"Noella has already lowered her head to you and I have also explained it to you, what else do you want?"
"Apologize, or you can give it a try!"
Gritting my teeth and swallowing my grievances, I said word by word, "Dream on!"
"You want me to apologize to your lover? Lucius, just dream on!"
His eyes turned red with anger and he carried Noella into the bedroom to rest.
When he went out, he called the bodyguards of the entire villa.
"Ms. Verhoeven has lost her mind. Take her to the pool and get her clear headed!"
"Keep an eye on her and don't let her out without my permission!"
My eyes turned grim and I looked at him in disbelief.
"Lucius, you are crazy! She is just a mistress who climbed into your bed. How dare you do this to me?"
"She's my niece, watch your mouth!"
"Don't make me say it a second time!"
A threatening gaze swept across my face and the man turned and left.
The bodyguard dragged me into the swimming pool and pushed me in.
Blood dispersed in the water.
The piercing cold engulfed me.
The wound between my legs was washed away by the water over and over again and I blanched in pain.
As my consciousness gradually blurred, I looked at the bodyguard at the edge of the pool and begged in a low voice.
"Let me go ... please, help me get Lucius over ...."
The bodyguard didn't give me a glance and asked the servant to pour some disinfectant into the pool.
"How long have you been soaking in there? It's only been a few minutes, don't worry, I'll definitely help you when you're about to die."
"Mr. Brussel is busy applying medicine to Ms. Devervelt. Don't try to ruin their good mood at this time!"
From the French window, I could see how Lucius treating and blowing on Noella's wound, gently and slowly.
The next second, I lost all my strength and slid down from the edge of the pool.
In half-unconscious, I heard the bodyguard's urgent voice.
"Oh no! Ms. Verhoeven is unconscious."
"Why is there blood in the swimming pool? Hurry, ask Mr. Brussel to come over and check on her!"
The familiar footsteps approached and someone patted my face.
Lucius's voice was even colder than the pool water.
"Have enough of acting?"
"Those who didn't know thought you're the one who got injured."
"Rachelle, it's time to control your temper. I'm doing it for your own good."
The hand holding my neck suddenly loosened and my body gradually slid into the water.
The figures of the two of them hugging each other were reflected on the water surface.
Noella hid in his arms delicately, her voice aggrieved.
"Lucius, I don't think she's faking it. She's not unconscious, is she? Have we gone too far?"
"If she spreads the news of my pregnancy, you'll definitely be stabbed in the back."
