Hailee's POV
Everyone rushed to Nathan, overjoyed that he was okay. My mother moved quickly to my side and held me tightly. Luckily, she did—because I was so weak, I might've collapsed without her support.
Nathan, still the center of everyone's attention, suddenly locked eyes with me. I could see the concern burning in his gaze.
"Hailee… are you okay? You're… you're sweating," he said, voice full of worry.
Immediately, everyone turned to look at me.
"She's fine," my mother answered quickly, tightening her hold on me. "She's just shaken by the accusation. That's all."
Before anyone could speak further, the door burst open. Two guards stepped in, dragging a terrified Ariella between them.
The moment Nathan saw her, something changed. His entire body tensed. He stepped off the bed with sudden strength, anger written all over his face. Without a word, he stormed toward her.