She pointed at me and roared, "Get out of here. I don't want to see you, get lost!"
I pursed my lips and stared at her with an expressionless face, then my gaze fell on Hendrix. At the sight of her relying on him, the pain in my heart began to grow.
Looking at Valerie and Pedro, she raised her voice and uttered, "Mom, Dad, I'm going to press charges. She intentionally tried to harm me, so I'm going to report her!"
As she spoke, she fumbled for her cell phone.
For some reason, Valerie and Pedro did not hand their phones to her. Instead, they looked at her with mixed feelings, but more so at me.
Hendrix remained silent. He let her look for her own phone with a gloomy expression and saw that she make the call by herself.
"Hello, is this the police? I'd like to report an assault! Physical harm has been caused!"
Then, she quickly reported the address.
I stole a glance at Hendrix. He looked grim but still completely quiet as always.
Josiah settled his gaze on me and lightly said, "Let's go, I'll send you back!"
Pursing my lips, I then replied without a care, "I'll wait for the police!"
Josiah frowned. "Hendrix is here, he'll deal with it. Let's go, I'll send you back!"
I sneered. My gaze shifted to Hendrix. "Once I leave, I'll be accused of fleeing the crime scene, no?"
Josiah did not say anything more as he looked at Hendrix. Though he waited for Hendrix to say something, the latter looked like he did not have any intention of meddling in this.
Shortly, two young men in police uniforms arrived. When they saw the people in the ward, they were taken by surprise. It seemed like they recognized everyone.
After all, the people present were well-known figures in Jarold City who had likely appeared in the headlines a number of times.
The two young men stormed to the front of Andrea's bed and asked, "Are you Miss Burton? Were you the one who called the police earlier?"
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