Chapter 2

I quickly climbed into bed and pretended to be asleep. Leonard crept over and gently nudged me.

"Babe, whatever you do, don't ride that motorcycle tomorrow!"

"The mysterious writing says the motorcycle is broken. Whoever rides it will get into an accident!"

His palm rubbed along my waist, but the moment he touched my sanitary pad, he stopped. He clicked his tongue and muttered, "What a mood killer."

Then, he turned over and started snoring.

I swallowed the anger burning in my chest.

It was okay.

His punishment would come soon enough.

Sure enough, it had not even been a few hours before Leonard's phone rang. Trevon's voice came from the other end, weak but furious.

"Leonard, I treated you like family, and you stab me in the back like this?”

"All I did was say a few nasty things about your girlfriend online. Did you really have to push me this far?

"I'm warning you, if there's anything seriously wrong with my leg, I'm going to make you pay for this!"

Leonard froze. He had just woken up and clearly had no idea what was going on. Still half-asleep, he automatically started getting dressed while shaking me awake.

"Wake up already, Sunny Davis! I think Trevon got into another fight and got hurt.

"Grab your credit card. We need to go pay his medical bills!"

Leonard said it like he was some noble hero, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

I just smiled.

Whenever anybody in his family got into trouble, they always ended up coming to me. I told myself we would eventually become family anyway, so I gritted my teeth and cleaned up their messes again and again.

In the end, I became the person they could shove forward whenever they caused trouble, without thinking twice.

I used to think I understood how much trouble could hurt, but I never truly knew until it happened to me.

This time, I would make sure Leonard felt the consequences for himself.

At the hospital, Trevon kept groaning, "Ow, ow, ow!"

He was covered in bruises and scrapes, and his leg was wrapped in a thick cast.

As usual, Leonard sat beside Trevon, putting on his usual concerned expression. He was just about to speak when Trevon exploded.

"Jones, you set me up on purpose, didn't you?

"I didn't realize until I was already riding it that the brake line on the left side had been cut!

"The police said someone had deliberately cut it. Why the hell did you do this to me?"

He grabbed the medical report and slapped it against Leonard's face. The diagnosis was crystal clear.

[Fracture of the left lower leg.]

Leonard stood there, completely stunned. Even now, he still had no idea what Trevon was talking about.

Then, in the next second, a screenshot of their chat was shoved right in front of Leonard.

Leonard: [Trevon, Sunny isn't riding her motorcycle these next few days. Want to take it for a spin?]

Leonard went pale. He stared at Trevon's phone in disbelief.

Obviously, he refused to believe it. He immediately pulled out his own phone to prove himself right. However, the message was right there in his chat history, clear as day.

I was not stupid. I had sent that message to Trevon while Leonard's computer was still logged into his Messenger account.

That day, Leonard had not been particularly busy at work, so no one had touched his computer. His phone was almost always on Do Not Disturb, with all notifications silenced.

After those messages were sent, he had no idea anything had happened.

Leonard stood there in a daze for a long time. Then, he finally realized what had happened. Fury flashed across his face, and he charged toward me.

However, I was already standing at the billing desk, looking completely flustered as I asked which medications Trevon needed and how much we had to pay.

Leonard stopped short. He seemed to notice I was still doing what I always did: taking care of everything for him. The anger on his face immediately faded.

What he did not know was that this time, I was paying with his card.

Seeing me cover for him once again, Leonard's smile quickly spread across his face.

However, the next second, the post I had been following received another top comment.

LeoTheGreat: [What do I do? My girlfriend didn't get hurt. My cousin Trevon did!]

LeoTheGreat: [And I think my girlfriend might have figured something out!]

LeoTheGreat: [But she still loves me enough to cover for me. What should I do?]

It did not take long for the other person to leave another long reply.

MasterManipulator: [If she knows what you did and still hasn't called you out, she obviously still loves you!]

MasterManipulator: [Strike while the iron is hot. Make your move before she changes her mind!]

I froze.

I still had no idea what his next step was.