Chapter 82

Isabella's POV

I glanced up, my vision blurry with tears of pain and exhaustion, catching sight of Lilian now heading toward the front door.

“Babe...”

I croaked weakly, but my voice barely carried any weight.

The leader of the paramedic team quickly instructed one of her colleagues to stay with me while she hurried outside to join Lilian.

I sank deeper into the chair, the paramedic beside me gently squeezing my arm in a feeble attempt to comfort me.

My ears were straining against the rising voices from the yard.

In a matter of seconds, James and Lilian were having a confrontation, and I could hear every word.

“Didn’t I just tell you to leave?” Lilian’s voice trembled with frustration.

“Or do you want me to call the police?”

“Hey… Don't dare come any closer!”

James barked back, his tone laced with venom.

“Did you just raise your hand at me?”

Lilian’s sharp voice cut through the noise, a statement that sent a chill down my spine.

I gasped, attempting to stand, but the paramedic he