Scarlett was deeply hurt by the pity in Clara’s eyes.
"What kind of look is that?" Scarlett suddenly raised her voice. "Clara, do you think I can’t take Julian away from you?"
Before she finished, she caught a glimpse of Julian through the small window in the nearby ward door, walking toward the exit.
In an instant, Scarlett grabbed Clara’s wrist. Before Clara could react, Scarlett staggered backward and slammed herself hard against the metal railing.
"Ahhh—!"
At almost the same moment, the ward door was flung open.
Julian rushed out and saw Clara pulling her hand back while Scarlett lay curled up on the ground, blood streaming from her temple and covering half her face.
"Scarlett!" Julian hurried over to help her up, then turned and glared at Clara. "How dare you hurt her like this
