Chapter 797
Chapter 797:
She was sure Candace had overheard their talk about the engagement and was acting out of desperation.
Since “advanced gastric cancer” hadn’t stopped the engagement, Candace was now pretending to commit suicide. She was really trying hard to get what she wanted. Annabel’s smile turned mocking.
Candace must be getting impatient.
And the more anxious she became, the easier it would be for her to slip up while pulling stunts like this.
It would only bring them closer to the truth.
When Annabel and Rupert reached the rooftop, they saw Candace standing near the edge of the railing, dressed in a pale blue hospital gown. A crowd had gathered, pointing and gasping as they whispered among themselves.
“Look! She’s going to jump any minute p>
“Hey! It’s dangerous! Come down p>
“Doesn’t that woman look like Mr. Benton’s first love—Miss Cooper p>
“Yes, that’s her! But why is she trying to jump off the building p>
The chatter spread through the crowd.
The nurse’s face went even paler as she turned to Rupert and said carefully, “Mr. Benton, please talk her down. We’ve been trying to persuade her for a long time, but she won’t respond at all. We already called the police. You’re our last hope before they get here p>
Annabel shot Rupert a cold look as she took it all in.
“Okay,” Rupert said in a low voice, then walked toward Candace. “Candy, what are you doing? Get down p>
He stared at Candace’s back, his expression cold.
“Ron, why are you here?” Candace turned around to face him. Her face was pale as a ghost, her eyes brimming with bitterness.
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Annabel stood off to the side, watching coldly. Candace looked at her with reddened eyes and put on an unbearably pitiful expression. “Ron, just let me die. I don’t have long anyway. And once I’m dead, Annabel won’t have to fight with you anymore. I don’t want to be an obstacle between you two. Annabel, don’t be angry with Ron, okay? It’s all my fault. He was just worried about me p>
As she spoke, Candace kept glancing at Annabel, pleading as if Annabel were the one in the wrong.
Hearing that, the doctors and nurses who had been trying to talk Candace down turned to Annabel, their expressions subtly changing.
They had all seen plenty of news about Rupert, Candace, and Annabel online.
And now Candace looked like a frail patient, which naturally stirred sympathy. People were complicated—no matter who was actually at fault, they tended to side with the weak.
“Are you trying to imply that I’m stealing your man?” Annabel crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow, giving Candace a cool, probing look.
If it had been anyone else, they might have lost their composure. But Annabel remained calm in the middle of the storm.
Candace swallowed down the jealousy in her chest. She drew a slow breath, forcing herself to steady her emotions.