Chapter 4

When I woke up, I found myself lying in a hospital bed.

The doctor informed me that I had multiple injuries, a concussion, and a fractured arm.

I glanced at my wrapped arm and let out a cold laugh.

"I’ll deal with those idiots one by one."

Suddenly, a woman in the adjacent bed spat at me.

"You're that little mistress, aren't you? Have some shame. You ruined someone else's family, and you deserve to be beaten."

I shot her a glance but chose to ignore her.

The live stream had been cut off after I lost consciousness, so no one knew the truth.

Everyone took Nelly at her word.

I requested a private room and thankfully the hospital complied.

A few minutes later, I lay in the VIP room and picked up my phone.

The screen was shattered but still functional.

I noticed numerous missed calls from Drake. I hadn't answered any of them so he sent me a message instead.

[Where are you, Megs? Please answer the phone. I'm worried sick.]

He must have seen the live stream. After all,