---- Chapter 119 At that moment , I, the so-called petty woman Edward had just described, happened to walk by. Thad always known he didn't like me, but hearing him openly badmouth me in front of Alicia still made my stomach twist with irritation and disgust. "Well then, hurry up and welcome your precious Alicia into the Ford family so I don't have to be an eyesore to you anymore," I said. Following behind Hugh, I walked over to the cabinet, picked up the first-aid kit, and turned to leave.

They seemed stunned by my sudden outburst. The atmosphere froze, and for a few seconds, no one said a word. They seemed taken aback by my sudden words. The atmosphere turned cold, and no one said a word. Jonathan glanced at me heavily, but I ignored him and walked past. The scent of his dark wood cologne mixed oddly with the smell of the medicine in my hand, making me even more uneasy. I quickened my pace. Just then, Edward's displeased voice rang out behind me.

"Don't you know how to greet your elders when you see them?" ---- There wasn't even a trace of guilt on his face despite being caught badmouthing me. Instead, he had the audacity to scold me for being rude. I paused briefly, turning my back to them. "Why should I greet you? I'm a petty person. I hold grudges!" I said sharply. Without looking back, I left. I threw his own words back at him, then walked away without even turning around.

After a few steps, I could still hear Alicia complaining to Edward behind me. Nothing she said was new. It was always the same old lines. She never meant to ruin my relationship with Jonathan. She only came to the Ford Manor to spend time with Edward. She hoped I wouldn't misunderstand. Iwas tired of hearing it, but she kept going. Ididn't care how they reacted. I just picked up my pace, focused only on getting back to the bedroom. The wound on my wrist had started to ache again.

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I couldn't go to the hospital now, so I had to treat it myself. Once I reached the master bedroom, I shut the door behind me and locked it. Hugh stood outside and politely asked, '"Ms. Sawyer, are you feeling unwell?" "It's just a minor injury. Mind your own business," I replied ---- flatly. I gave him a clear dismissal, but he ignored it and kept pressing. "Mr. Ford instructed us to take care of your health. If you're hurt, it's hard for us to explain..." Iaughed bitterly.

"He thinks I'm acting even when I tried to kill myself. Do you really think he cares about something so small?" I refused to open the door or respond any further. Eventually , Hugh had no choice but to leave. Isat on the couch and slowly pulled back the silk scarf wrapped around my left wrist. I didn't want anyone to see the wound, especially not Jonathan. However, it still needed to be wrapped in gauze. To avoid drawing attention , I had always used scarves instead.

Gabrielle and Aria had both assumed I had suddenly changed my style and was using the scarf as a fashion accessory. But when I went to the hospital, the doctor had told me clearly that I needed to clean and change the dressing regularly. The wound on my wrist was far too deep. It had been stitched up, but because some of the scarves I used weren't breathable, the healing process was slow. It would get inflamed from time to time. I sat down and took out the rubbing alcohol.

The skin around the red flesh was already turning pale. It wasn't bleeding, but the pain had taken on a different kind of sting. ---- Clenching my teeth, I dipped a cotton ball in the alcohol and pressed it hard against the wound. Awave of pain shot through me. My temples throbbed , and the sharp ringing in my ears almost drowned out my thoughts.