The man with the posh

Lola P O.V

I glared at him and asked through gritted teeth, “Ethan, is this how you feel? Did you really fall in love with her a year ago?”

Ethan looked at her and eventually nodded. “I’m sorry.”

His apology broke my heart. No wonder when I cried to him a week ago about having to marry Ragnar, that pained expression of his seemed so fake.

“My little sister, now that you heard it yourself from Ethan, are you going to give up for good?” Calista smirked, intentionally leaning into his arms and kissing his lips.

Even the most cowardly person on Earth knew that they shouldn’t sit still and do nothing in the face of such a provocation.

“Nice try, Calista, but I’m not about to let you and Ethan get away with this. You think I’m just going to roll over and take it? No way. Even if it means going down together, I’m going to do it.”

“What do you mean? What are you going to do?” Calista’s face darkened.

“I will return to the Queen and reveal this deceitful scheme plotted by you and Ethan. I will tell them my name and that I am not Calista. Tell me, do you truly believe that the Silverfang family and Ethan can survive the wrath of the Queen once the truth is revealed? Then I shall see how you two are going to continue seeing each other.”

“You’re out of your mind!” Calista panicked. “If you spill the truth, you won’t survive either.”

I scoffed and crossed my arms. “With you both going down with me, I am more than happy to follow you, brat.”

Confronted by her angry yell, I merely showed her a disdainful smile and turned on my heels, hastening down the stairs. Calista chased after me, screaming for the servants to apprehend me.

But I quickened my pace, sprinting toward the gate. In truth, I was far from composed. Tears streamed down my cheeks, clouding my sight. I ran even faster, determined to flee from that loathsome pair who were chasing after me relentlessly.

Behind me, Calista screamed in frustration, “Ethan, catch her! Don’t let her run away from the Silverfang family!”

To the main road, there was only a short distance, but my vision was blurred with tears, and I failed to notice a posh car barreling toward me until it was too late.

The car slammed into my already injured forehead, making me feel like my head was splitting in two.

The next thing I knew, I was in the arms of a man with a voice that was both magnetic and familiar.

“Are you trying to get yourself killed?” His voice was tinged with annoyance.

I lifted my tear-streaked face as the excruciating pain sent another wave of dizziness across my brain. Through the tears, I saw a stunningly handsome man gazing down at me. Just like his voice, his face was outrageously perfect—except for the tiredness that suggested he might have just recovered from an illness.

I saw no flaw in his face, even though I was sure I had never seen him before. I didn’t waste any time trying to figure out why his voice sounded so familiar. I just wanted to get away from those two awful people as soon as possible.

“Please, help me get away from here,” I pleaded with him.

As my vision began to fade, Lola didn’t manage to tell that it was Ragnar who had hit her—but Ragnar recognized her at first glance. Seeing her bleeding forehead, Ragnar only hesitated for a moment before picking her up and carrying her into the car.

“Stop, you brat! Don’t run!”

Calista chased after Lola and saw a man carrying her into a luxurious car. By the time she caught up, the car had already started and was driving away.

Ethan quickly got in his car and came to Calista’s side. She got into the car and said, “I saw her leaving with a man in that black posh car in front of us. Catch up with them quickly!”

Ethan nodded and stepped on the gas pedal.

Ragnar parked the car at the entrance of the hospital and carried the unconscious Lola out of the backseat and into the hospital.

The doctor was surprised to see Ragnar again and asked, “Didn’t you just get discharged? Why are you back?”

Ragnar gently placed Lola on a portable bed so the doctor could examine her. “I accidentally hit her. Please help me treat her.”

The doctor quickly stopped Lola’s bleeding and wrapped her head in bandages. After applying some medication, Lola soon regained consciousness.

When Calista and Ethan arrived, they saw Lola leaning in the arms of the man who had hit her.

When Calista first saw Ragnar, she was instantly attracted to his appearance, but she knew the most important thing now was to capture Lola. She told Ragnar to hand Lola over, but to her surprise, he kissed Lola on the forehead.

Calista was furious. “Sir, she is married! Isn’t what you’re doing inappropriate?”

“I am aware that she is married,” Ragnar answered calmly, leaving Calista speechless and surprised.

So he knew that Lola was married. Were they acquainted?

Calista couldn’t help but sneer at Lola quietly. Her little sister was nothing short of fortunate—falling in love with Ethan at first and now having a wealthy, handsome man to fill Ethan’s place right after their breakup.

From the man’s car and his demeanor, Calista knew that this man was undoubtedly not an average person. Lola had already tied the knot with Ragnar, and she would soon pass away in that household.

With this in mind, Calista’s turbulent emotions settled, bringing her much-needed peace of mind.

Before she could say anything else, Ragnar had already signaled to the doctor, who immediately called security to escort them out. Despite her reluctance, Calista was forced to exit the ward with Ethan.

She still wished to talk to Lola, so she could inform her about the grave consequences that could follow if the truth of their identities were to be exposed. Afraid of being overheard, Calista refrained from uttering Lola’s name or that of their mother.

“Remember, you’re a married woman, and what you’re doing is nothing short of infidelity. Your lack of shame is appalling. You’re in no place to talk to me or Ethan.

Thank you, you’ve found a wealthy and handsome man. Wake up! The Nightfang family won’t take kindly to your shameless behavior. Mark my words, if you don’t start thinking with your head instead of your heart, you’ll end up regretting it.”

As Calista finished her warning, she and Ethan were promptly escorted out of the hospital.

Calista sat in the front passenger seat with her arms crossed, glaring at Ethan beside her and sneered. “You said she was an innocent girl, yet she’s been cheating on you with other men behind your back all this time. It’s amazing that you have been feeling guilty about her this whole time.”

Ethan remained silent, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly.

“But if the Nightfang family found out that she has been with another man, I wonder how they would deal with her,” Calista continued. She picked up her phone and opened the photo album, revealing a picture of Lola leaning on the man’s shoulder, which she had just taken before leaving.

The photo was taken hastily, and although the man’s head was not in the frame, it was clear that Lola was lying on a burly man’s chest. Calista called the head servant and asked for Agnes’s number before sending the photo to her.

Calista grinned triumphantly, thinking about how Lola would have to explain herself to the Nightfang family once she returned.

She turned to Ethan and noticed his gloomy expression, thinking that he was worried about her. She reached out and nudged his arm, saying, “Ethan, don’t worry. She wouldn’t dare tell the truth to the Queen.”

Ethan just gave a grunt, his mind elsewhere.