How on earth did Bonnie end up here?
I was quite puzzled but didn't show it, pretending to be calm.
"Why are you here?" Faith had no sympathy or fondness for Bonnie. All her manners and etiquette were thrown out the window.
Bonnie walked in with a bouquet of flowers in hand. She put the flowers by my bed and spoke in a scared tone. "Ma'am, I rushed over last night after hearing from a friend about the fire at Oscar's place. I was concerned for his parents' safety. I didn't expect to find Irene at the Morse family's home and injured at that. So I came over to take care of her."
Faith's face was as cold as ice. "Really? What a coincidence! Did you start the fire?"
After Faith's response, Bonnie's face instantly turned white, as if a secret had been exposed.
Faith's accusation was offhand, but it got me suspicious. Given Bonnie's character, she could indeed do such a thing. But how could she know I was there?
"Ma'am, you've got it all wrong. How could I do such a thing? After all, I once dated Oscar. He was so good to me. And now that he's gone, how could I hurt his family?" Bonnie's act was accompanied by tears. She pulled out her phone to show Faith something.
"Ever since Oscar passed away, I've had trouble sleeping. I feel like if I hadn't broken up with him, things might have turned out differently. So, I've been feeling guilty and secretly transferred some money to his parents. If I were that wicked, why would I do this?"
Faith softened a bit after listening to Bonnie and seeing the transfer records on her phone.
Bonnie, always adept at reading the room, immediately started to wipe her tears as she saw Faith's attitude soften. "I know that you're biased against me, Ma'am. You think I'm manipulative, but I'm human too. How could I be indifferent and malicious when something like this happens?"
As she spoke, she started crying uncontrollably. Her pretty eyes were like faucets that just poured out tears. It was pity-inducing.
Faith's main issue with Bonnie wasn't her background but her perception of Bonnie as a homewrecker with a moral compass gone haywire, unfit to marry into the Whitmore family.
But Bonnie's act right now seemed to salvage her image somewhat.
"Ouch..."
I let out a pained cry and tried to move my shoulder. Sleeping on my side had worn me out.
I moved just a bit, and Faith's attention was back on me. "Irene, are you okay? Are you in pain? Should I call the doctor?"
"I'm fine, as long as my face isn't disfigured." I stopped Faith. "Ma'am, why don't you step out and chat with Bonnie? I need to rest."
I said this on purpose. I knew Faith would never choose to stay with Bonnie, and I didn't want to give Bonnie a chance to keep up her act.
After hearing this, Faith was instantly pissed off. She handed the flowers back to Bonnie. "I don't want to ask too much about your business. Stop disturbing Irene's rest and leave."
"Bonnie, they're in room 603." I let it slip.
Bonnie was confused. "What? Room 603?"
I pretended to be surprised. "Don't you know which room Oscar's parents are in? I thought you'd visited them, given how good Oscar was to you."
As soon as I finished, Bonnie was too embarrassed to look at me, and Faith seemed to get the picture.
From Bonnie's reaction just now, it was clear that she didn't know about Oscar’s parents' situation, which explained her confusion. This meant she was lying about caring for the Morse family.
If she really cared, she would've visited Henry and Mia at the first opportunity.
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