Love Dilemma

When I braved the rainstorm to deliver Lenoir Jenner's painkiller, I heard her talking to her friends.

"Lenoir, you're so good at pretending. You've been in a wheelchair for five years since your accident."

"Yohan is also a fool. He has been serving you for five years and hasn't noticed that your leg has no problem at all."

"I can't even remember how many times you've asked him to bring medicine in the rain."

I only heard Lenoir speak coldly, "I think it's ninety-eight times, what, do you care about him?"

The other voice fell silent for a moment before responding, "I don't, it's just that you raised your little brother with your own. Are you really willing to let him go?"

"If he hadn't pretended to be sick on the day Liam left, I wouldn't have failed to get him back."

"This is his punishment. It takes 99 games to end."

Outside the door, I tightly grasped the painkiller in my hand, feeling so heartbroken that I could not breathe.

I thought Lenoir kept me by her side regardless of other people's opinions because she liked me.

I did not expect that it was just to get revenge on me for being sick that delayed her pursuit of Liam Baldwin.

I was not sure how much I was going to be able to afford to pay you back, but I was going to be able to pay you back.

After that, we would not lose or owe each other again.

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I waited in the hotel lobby until I calmed down before walking towards the private room again.

After knocking on the door, a commotion was heard inside.

The smiles on everyone's faces faded.

"Yohan, why did you come just now? Lenoir is sweating from the pain."

"If you don't want to take care of her, just say so. If you hadn't been so shameless as to rush to take care of her yourself, her leg might have healed long ago."

The voice was the same as before. It was Lenoir's best friend, Caitlin Holmes.

I ignored her strange voice and walked to Lenoir.

Her expression was ugly, as if she was in great pain and beads of sweat were clearly on her forehead.

But I clearly smelled a strong smell of alcohol on her.

It was what she played in front of me ninety-eight times before and it was ridiculous that I did not notice it at all in the past five years.

"What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take out the painkiller."

Seeing that I was not like usual, Caitlin grabbed my wrist and threw me to the side.

I fell quite hard to the ground and the wound I had because someone in a hurry hit me broke open again.

But no matter how deep the pain in my knees was, it was not even one-tenth of the pain in my heart.

Lenoir, foster aunt, you really were a good actress.

To punish me, she even pretended to be disabled in a wheelchair for five years.

"Caitlin, stop it!"

Lenoir's voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked up and saw her moving the wheelchair in front of me, struggling to help me up.

"Yohan, I'm sorry, she didn't mean it, she was just too worried about me."

I refused her help and tried to put on a smile on my face.

"I know, I took too long to get here."

"You must be in pain."

Hearing my words, the tension in Lenoir's eyes immediately eased.

I knew that my behavior just now made her suspicious.

The Jenner Family was powerful and as someone who had been staying in the Jenner Family for five years, I knew better than anyone how powerful the family was.

If I did not listen and accompany her through the drama, the consequences would never be better than now.

I handed the painkiller to Caitlin, told her to take good care of Lenoir and then left on my own.

Just because Lenoir said she did not want me to see her taking painkiller, I would be sad and if I was sad, she would be unhappy.

In fact, not only would I be sad, every time I turned around, I would pray to God for her to recover.

Even if it meant exchanging my life for her.

Before I had gone far, I could faintly hear laughter coming from inside.