Chapter 78

Theressa noticed the smell of fish was bothering me, so she asked me to help trim the flowerbed. I stepped outside to get some fresh air. But it seemed like Hayden was intentionally trying to start trouble. It was just the two of us now, and he was starting to show his true colors. "I really have to hand it to you. You're like an immortal cockroach—impossible to get rid of," he said. The moment he spoke, I was sure it was him who had sabotaged me. It was maddening to know that the person who wronged me was right there with no way to exact my revenge. Seeing that I didn't respond, he grew bolder and spoke more arrogantly. I held the shears and snipped off a branch near him, the sound of the scissors sharp and deliberate. He backed away, startled. "What are you doing? Planning to take revenge?" I scoffed and continued trimming the branches. "What are you afraid of? Do you have a guilty conscience?" A flicker of unease flashed across Hayden's face before he masked it with a smirk.