Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Chapter 81

Lena stood outside the door, her mind reeling. If they hadn't arrived, would those two have already done it?

She was livid! The thought was unbearable, her heart aching with envy and misery. As she clutched the homemade soup she had lovingly prepared, a shadow loomed in her eyes.

Hattie moved forward as Josefina pushed Oliver away to stand beside her.

"Oh, Josie, I heard everything. Jaxon plotted against you... Why didn't you tell us? Your message said you were dining with friends and staying over, and I believed it. I feel like such a failure as a mother."

Hattie was ridden with guilt, regretting not being there when her daughter needed her the most.

Garrett was also troubled, feeling a deep sense of remorse. "Sweetheart, those two have been dealt with. They tried to harm you, and I've made sure they'll spend the rest of their lives behind bars!"

At that moment, Josefina felt rather awkward, as if caught in a compromising situation. She hadn't actually sent Hattie a message about not coming home. That must have been Oliver's doing. Thankfully, she had deleted her chat history with those people, ensuring no secrets would be revealed.

"I'm fine. Oliver got there in time, but he got splashed with acid, trying to save me. As a doctor, I stayed to take care of him."

Oliver frowned. Josefina's explanation seemed to be distancing him from the incident, so he added, "Josie has been a godsend, tending to my wounds. Truly an angel in a doctor's coat. She's taken such good care of me."

Lena brought over the stew she had made. "Oliver, this beef broth is for you. Let me serve you a bowl."

Oliver's expression changed abruptly, his tone distant, "The doctor has advised me to stick to a bland diet."

Lena paused, her face flushing with embarrassment as Oliver refused her offering in front of everyone, unable to accept his indifference. Oliver's coldness was reserved for her alone. He was never like this with Josefina. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Oliver watched Josefina's drowsy, adorable look and had the urge to run his fingers through her soft hair.

Concerned about her daughter's well-being, Hattie pulled Josefina to her side. "Josie, let's get you home to rest. You look pale .You must not have slept well."

Josefina was ready to leave, since she had things to take care of. "Okay."

She agreed and let Hattie lead her out, Oliver's gaze lingering as she departed.

Garrett noticed Oliver's eyes stuck to Josefina, his displeasure evident. That was his precious little girl! No one was going to be good enough to become his son-in-law!

Garrett said, "Lena, we should go and let Oliver rest."

Grasping the insulated container, Lena followed Garrett out reluctantly, her heart seething with resentment.

Josefina left, and she had to leave, too? Why?

In truth, Garrett's intentions were misunderstood—he simply noticed Oliver's particularly cold treatment toward Lena and didn't want his daughter to stay and be snubbed. His daughter deserved to be cherished.

Unfortunately, Lena got it all wrong.

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After returning home, Josefina showered and changed, then sat down for a meal. She overheard Garrett mentioning that the two would-be murderers had been apprehended by the police and would face justice.