Chapter 49

Ethan's face remained expressionless as he maneuvered his wheelchair to leave. Alice quickly stepped behind him. "Mr. Henderson, let me walk you back." The words had barely left her mouth when she heard a single, ice-cold word—"Scram." She thought she had misheard for a second. She stood frozen, unable to process what had just happened. It wasn't until the sound of Ethan's wheelchair had completely faded into the night that fury gradually overtook her features. Her hands clenched into fists, her chest rising and falling violently. Never in her life had she been humiliated like this. Ethan actually dared to treat her this way? He ran into her on a quiet night, and the two of them just stood before the same painting. It should've felt like fate, shouldn't it? Damn it! This man refused to play by the rules! Alice then stormed back to her room. But the moment she opened the door, a man pulled her into his arms, kissing her hungrily. It was Yancey. The frustration in her chest eas