Chapter 21

Tyler merely ignored Sasha and knocked on the door of Vicky's ward before stepping inside.

Vicky opened her eyes and leaned against the bed as she watched the two enter.

Sheila was still in her wheelchair, and she had put ointment on the wounds on her arms and legs. It was a sorry sight.

Vicky merely glanced at the wounds for a second before looking away, and Tyler frowned at how little she seemed to care.

"Is there anything you wish to say for yourself, Vicky?"

She pressed her back against the cold headboard and shot them a cold look. "What should I say? You took the liberty to say everything there was to say, didn't you?"

Sheila stared at her. "So you're admitting what you did, then?"

Vicky did not bother to look at them. "Whatever you say."

Sheila continued, "Since you nearly drowned, I'm sure that you're physically and mentally worn out, Ms. Shaw, so... I'll speak on Sasha's behalf and forgive you for hitting her. However, she's now injured, and I hope that you can apologiz