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Chapter Fourty Five: Lena's Determination
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2025-06-18 13:00:27"Ahhh!" Lena cried again, her voice breaking with pain as she instinctively clutched her arm. The scorching tea had already left an angry, blistering line across her delicate skin, a vivid reminder of her carelessness.
Carmelita reacted instantly, her movements fluid and precise. She was by Lena's side in a heartbeat, her perfectly manicured fingers grazing Lena’s trembling shoulder. The gesture was meant to be reassuring, but it felt oddly detached, lacking the warmth she often bestowed upon Mia or Sarah."Are you okay, Lena?" she asked, her voice smooth yet unnervingly flat, as if she were more concerned about appearances than the girl’s well-being.Lena's lips quivered as she nodded weakly, suppressing the urge to scream again. The pain was sharp, a white-hot spike shooting up her arm with every thrum of her racing heartbeat. She bit her lip, fighting back tears, desperately trying to preserve the shreds of pride left within her.Carmelita's ey
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Lena pressed the ice pack tightly against her reddened arm, the chill biting into her skin like shards of glass. The throbbing pain felt relentless—each pulse like a heartbeat drumming in time with the rising tide of her frustration. Beneath her shoulder, the burn simmered, a fiery echo of the emotions spiraling within her chest. She clenched her jaw, her mind swirling in a tempest of turmoil and determination.“I can’t just give up now,” she muttered through gritted teeth, her voice low yet infused with an unyielding spirit. Her eyes, once clouded with hurt, now glinted with a fierce resolve that belied the pain coursing through her. “Never. I won’t lose to Sarah. Not after everything.”Ruthie, perched on the edge of the nearby couch, leaned in, her brow furrowing with worry as she meticulously examined the angry welt blossoming on Lena’s arm. “Lena, that wound looks bad. We really need to get you to the hospital before it leaves a scar,” she urged, her voice a mi
MARRIED TO THE BILLIONAIRE: ANDREW LUTHOR Chapter Fourty Five: Lena's Determination
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“Of course, Mother, I don’t mind,” Lena replied with a bright smile that barely masked the tempest swirling beneath her calm exterior. She stood up, her movements fluid and graceful, as if she were gliding across the room rather than merely switching seats with Sarah. On the outside, her demeanor exuded warmth, her lips curving in a polite arch, while her eyes betrayed nothing of the chaos that churned inside her. Her heart raced, blood simmering in her veins as she fought to suppress the visceral rage threatening to erupt. Lena clenched her fists stubbornly beneath the table, her knuckles whitening with the effort as she lowered herself into her new seat, nails biting into her palms like a cruel reminder to keep her composure.The sight of Sarah perched comfortably in her previous seat only stoked the flames of her contempt. Lena’s eyes flicked toward her, filled with disdain. That insufferable presence—sitting there as though she truly belonged, as if she had so
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