Chapter 135 - Wounded

The water coming down from the shower dropped in her hand, and it mixed with her blood together with her tears.  

She bit her lips and cleansed her wound with the water but it was too deep that her blood kept coming out.  

She leaned her head on the headrest of the tub, she shut her eyes and hoped that the pain in her hand would go away.  

Soon, she heard knocked on the door, she ignored it as she knew it was Evan but to her surprise, it was someone else.  

"Hey, short woman! Come out of there! We need to talk!"  

It was Ken Chu, and somehow, hearing him calling her a short woman has caused for all her anger to disappear and was replaced with ineffable irritation.  

She got up and put on her robe, with her hair wet, she opened the door while the fog from her hot shower escaped the bathroom.  

She's about to part her lips and ask what he wanted when he suddenly stretched a hand carrying a medical kit.  

"Are you stupid? If you want to kill a person, don't do it in a place with so many witnesses," his eyes squinted, "wasn't it you that said you can't let anyone be the witness to your action?" he smirked, "this is not the Daisy I heard of."   

Daniella rose a brow in disbelief, she watched as Ken left the room while she remained stiffed standing by the room with fogs around her. 

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In Camille's room.  

Anders was about to put the plaster on Camille's forehead with a big bump created when it was hit by the shattered piece of the vase when she stopped him   

She has few scratches on her forehead but they were shallow and barely bleeding.  

"Can you call Evan?" She asked in a broken voice.  

Anders nodded obediently and rushed outside. When the door opened, Camille took a deep sigh.  

But instead of Evan, it was Selena, concern was on her face.  

"Are you alright?" Sitting down next to Camille, Selena held the woman's hand.  

Camille nodded and flashed a faint smile.  

"Is she always like this?" she asked Selena.  

The girl gulped hard and then nodded.  

"She burned my magazines too, splashed water on me when I don't want to wake up and threw vases too, though she threw it at the wall, not on my face."  

Saying that Selena lowered her sight to her lap. Thinking of it now, she realized how odd Daniella was acting.  

"She really has a temper," she continued.  

"Maybe she needs help," she replied.  

Hearing that Selena rose her face to look at her, "you mean like a therapist?" she asked with confusion.  

She nodded as a response, "while my career was growing, I suffered depression. Evan was there on my side and he recommended his friend's wife who happened to be a psychologist."  

Camille wanted to give the doctor number but her phone was in her bag which is now swimming in the pool.  

Selena shrugged, "Daniella is fine, I actually like her. She's fierce."  

Camille rose a brow, puzzled by the calmness shinning in Selena's eyes.  

'This woman! How does she do that?' she thought. Deep inside, she just wanted to grab Daniella's hair just like how she did it to her earlier and throw her out of the balcony.  

As they continued chatting, the door was opened and Evan, together with an old woman entered her room.  

"This is doctor Claire, she's Daniella's private doctor."  

Camille got up and stood next to Evan, her hand absently grabbed his shirt and like a scared little girl, she went behind him.  

"it's fine Camille, she won't hurt you," Evan assured her but his body was slowly moving away from her.  

"I had Anders fixed another room for you. Let's get you settled there."  

Then he walked with big steps hoping that Camille wouldn't grab his hand.  

When they entered the room, which was next to Selena, Evan left Camille with the doctor.   

He went downstairs to check for Ken but the man has left without saying goodbye while Matthew has gone back to his house.  

He sighed and decided to check on Daniella.  

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Daniella quickly put a bandage on her palm before the bleeding starts again, her nose wrinkled as she tried to sanitize her wound.  

"Damn it!" she cursed out.  

She could feel a pain in her wound even though she had removed all the glasses inside.  

"Did I miss a piece?" she murmured to herself.  

She wanted to remove her bandage but it will just bleed again.  

Sitting down on the bathroom floor, Daniella shut her eyes. She knew that Claire has arrived but she can't go out with the wound in her palm.  

Soon, the door of the bedroom was opened and Evan's voice calling her name has made Daniella panicked.  

She quickly gathered all the bandages with her bloodstain and about to throw it at the garbage when the door was suddenly opened.  

She gulped hard and met Evan's eyes.  

"What happened?" fear registered on Evan's face until there's no room for anything else. He rushed and kneeled next to Daniella.  

"Where did you get this?" without waiting for her reply, he carried her out of the bathroom and lay her onto the bed, then he opened the door, barely peeked out his head and shouted at the maid cleaning the room next to theirs.  

"Get Doctor Claire, quick!" he shouted.  

When no one seemed to hear him, he pumped a palm on the door loudly, "are you all deaf? I said get the doctor!"  

And with his voice roaring like an anger thunder along the hallway, everyone who was working stopped from their job and rushed towards the room next to Selena's.  

Evan went back inside but kept the door opened, he sat on the bed next to Daniella and took her hand.  

Seeing the bloodstained on the plaster, a loud sigh left his mouth.  

"How did you get this?" he asked in concern, running a finger lightly on the plaster.  

"When I smashed the vase," she replied casually, "you didn't need to shout like that babe, it's only a scratch I am not dying," and with that, she giggled.  

But the worried on Evan's face remained, "why did you need to smash that vase? Couldn't you just throw it?"  

When his words registered in his mind, Evan's shoulder tensed.