Chapter 377
Chapter 377:
“Wait… what are you doing?” Bella stammered, her voice trembling as Yelena raised her hand, holding it aloft like a blade poised to strike.
Since Bella had never experienced anything like this before, just witnessing it was enough to make her stomach twist in knots.
Yelena’s expression was calm, almost unnervingly so. “Relax, Bella. Since you’re terrified of blood and likely to faint anyway, I’ll just knock you out now. That way, you won’t even have to watch it happen p>
Bella’s eyes widened in shock, words failing her as she froze in place.
Donna stepped in, her voice gentle yet firm. “Bella, calm down. Yelena’s only trying to help. It’s just a blood test, and you did one just earlier, right? The trick is to not look at it p>
Bernice chimed in, adding fuel to the pressure. “Exactly! If we don’t document everything properly, Moda Style will just deny it all. You don’t want them to get away with this, do you p>
“Well… alright then,” Bella muttered reluctantly, her shoulders slumping in defeat.
There was no escaping it now. She had no choice but to play along, no matter how much the thought unnerved her. If Bella kept resisting, it would only seem suspicious, as though she had something to hide.
The results wouldn’t be available until the next day, so after the tests were done, the Harris family left the hospital together.
As they got home, Yelena turned to Bella with a faint smile. “I’ll come with you tomorrow to pick up the results p>
Bella’s heart sank. The last thing she wanted was Yelena hovering over her. Quickly, she replied, “No, it’s fine. I’ll grab them after work myself p>
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But as soon as the words left her mouth, she felt a lump in her throat, and her body stiffened. An unbearable itch spread across her skin, making her squirm. “So itchy p>
Yelena tilted her head, feigning concern. “Ah, looks like it’s getting worse. You really should get an injection. It works much faster than just taking pills p>
“Are you sure? You’re not… lying p>
The anxiety in Bella’s voice betrayed her attempt to stay composed. The moment the words slipped out, Bella froze. She regretted it immediately, realizing how her reaction might be interpreted.
Flustered, she tried to backtrack, her voice shaky. “I’m sorry. I—I just feel awful. The itching is unbearable, and my brain’s all foggy p>
Her excuse was only partially true. While the itching was maddening, her real discomfort came from the growing tension between her and Yelena.
Yelena chuckled, her tone dripping with mock sympathy. “It’s fine. Honestly, you’ve never been the sharpest, but when you’re sick, it’s like your brain completely shuts down. Like a computer riddled with viruses—it just crashes p>
Bella stood there, speechlessly shaking her head. Yelena’s words cut like daggers, sharp and unapologetic, and it wasn’t hard to see why Bella despised her.
“You know what?” Yelena continued, her voice calm but edged with warning. “For people with severe allergic reactions, their throats can swell up. You might feel something stuck or even find it hard to breathe soon. If the medicine isn’t working, you’ll need an injection—it’s your best option p>
Bella hated to admit it, but the medicine she’d taken earlier at the hospital wasn’t making much of a difference. The itching persisted, her discomfort growing unbearable.
Eventually, Bella had no choice but to swallow her pride and return to the hospital for the injection. This time, no one offered to accompany her. Everyone else was too drained to make the trip again, leaving Bella to face the ordeal alone.
The injection worked quickly, bringing Bella a long-awaited wave of relief. But the exhaustion, both physical and emotional, lingered.
No matter how much she loathed Yelena, she realized she couldn’t afford to play games with her health. One more reckless mistake, and she might lose everything.