Chapter 135 I Promise to Marry You Right Away

Wendy Hart pushed her wheelchair forward, gazing at her brother sitting on the sofa, his face inscrutable, then glanced at her disabled best friend by the dining table.

"Brother, why did you call us all here? What's going on?"

Lily Garcia burst into tears upon seeing Wendy, "Wendy... your brother has gone too far. He must have heard some rumors and now he's accusing me again."

Wendy frowned, steering her wheelchair closer to Lily.

"Lily, don't cry. How is your leg? How long will it take to recover?"

Upon seeing Wendy still siding with her, Lily grew more pitiful.

"The doctor said it's a comminuted fracture, and treatment was delayed. I still don't know how much it will heal... Perhaps I'll end up a cripple, and your brother will despise me even more…"

Christopher Hart remained expressionless, used to Lily's penchant for playing the victim.

Benny Palmer, a bystander and a first-time witness to such drama, looked utterly surprised.