Bound by love: Marrying my Disabled Husband

Chapter 1767:

Jennie said firmly, not breaking eye contact, “You will never have genuine friendships. No one will truly love you. You hold onto this delusion that Brook might fall for you, but he’d choose anyone over you. Isn’t that just sad?”

Corrie’s face hardened. “Who says no one loves me?”

“What about your parents?” Jennie challenged, her tone piercing. “Aren’t you supposed to be their little princess? Your boyfriend is cheating on you openly, and instead of intervening, your parents have left you to handle it on your own. And your best plan is to use me to eliminate your competition? I almost feel sorry for you.”

As soon as Jennie stopped talking, Corrie threw the contents of her coffee cup at Jennie’s face.

The hot coffee cascaded down Jennie’s face and neck. The pain was intense, but she refused to give Corrie the pleasure of seeing her react. She stared back at Corrie, her eyes ablaze with defiance.noveldrama

Jennie had clearly touched a raw nerve, and although Corrie’s emotions surged momentarily, she quickly collected herself.

With a sinister grin, Corrie leaned closer. She said in a quiet, threatening whisper, “You’re brave to speak to me that way. Now, tell me, do you want your best friend to die?”

Jennie froze, her eyes filled with both anger and helpless fear.

Corrie set the cup down on the table. “However,” she began, her voice eerily calm, “it’s good that you’ve aired your true feelings. Now I understand just how deeply you despise me.”

She lightly lifted Jennie’s chin with her finger. “I was actually prepared to let you go. I thought, once I handled Camille, I’d free your friend and you could both go back to…”

“…your lives. But now… I see that freeing you would be like leaving a knife in my back.”

Jennie looked at her cautiously. “What are you planning to do?”

A subtle smile emerged on Corrie’s face. “Follow me. Stay in line until this is settled. Don’t defy me, and perhaps I’ll spare your life.”

Thus, Jennie once again became Corrie’s captive.

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Sitting in the back of the car, Jennie’s face turned pale. She was certain Corrie would not honor her word. She also knew she was Corrie’s rival in love. Corrie and her bodyguards drove Jennie and Camille far from Watscar; the journey lasted a grueling seven hours.

As they neared their destination, the effects of the drugs given to Camille began to fade, and she stirred.

Stretching with a yawn, Camille pushed herself up, feeling heavy and sluggish. She peered out the window at the unfamiliar scenery and frowned. “Where are we? Why are we here?”

“We’re no longer in Watscar,” Jennie said in a low voice.

Camille’s mind felt empty. After a pause, she cautiously scanned their surroundings. “So… we’ve been abducted?”

Jennie let out a rueful laugh. “Yes. And it’s because of me. You have every right to be angry.”

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