Madly Yours (Nora Reed) novel Chapter 515

Sienna had put every ounce of her strength into that slap. Her fingertips were numb, and her palm burned from the impact.

The things Liana had said had driven her completely over the edge. Blinded by rage, she had lashed out at Finnian.

She had already made up her mind. With this slap, whatever was between them was entirely over!

Whether it meant breaking up or severing all ties permanently, she welcomed it.

Finnian, having taken the blow out of nowhere, wore a lethal expression. Five distinct red fingerprints rapidly surfaced on his pale complexion.

He slowly turned his head back, pushing his tongue against the inside of his bruised cheek. His brow twitched before his dark, heavy gaze locked onto Sienna.

A chill ran down Sienna's spine under his stare, and she instinctively averted her eyes.

"...Are you done making a scene?"

Sienna froze.

She wondered if she'd heard him wrong.

That was it?

She had hit him so hard her entire arm had gone numb, and her hand was still stinging.

And he was just brushing it off with an 'Are you done?'

Had she knocked the sense out of him?

Just as the atmosphere settled into an eerie calm, Liana was the first to break it.

Clutching her chest, she leaned against the edge of the sink, her face turning deathly pale. Her lips parted in ragged gasps as if she were suffocating. "Finnian... my... my chest feels so tight..."

As she spoke, she slumped forward, looking like she was about to collapse onto the floor.

Frowning, Finnian quickly stepped forward and caught her. "What's wrong?"

Liana leaned weakly against his chest, her breathing frantic, her eyes brimming with tears. "I think... I'm having another episode... Finnian, I feel awful... I need a blood transfusion..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the implication was crystal clear.

Sienna stared at Liana's pathetic, theatrical act, so furious her chest throbbed.

Just moments ago, when Sienna had her pinned down, the girl was fighting like a cornered wildcat, screaming obscenities with the lungs of a marathon runner. And now she was suddenly suffocating?

She wanted a transfusion?

In her dreams!

She wouldn't give her a single drop!

Curled in Finnian's arms, Liana's voice was thin and frail. "Finnian... I'm dizzy. I feel terrible. I can't breathe. Make her give me a transfusion..."

She knew full well that Sienna was already suffering from severe anemia after acting as her donor for so long.

During dinner, Finnian had specifically ordered dishes rich in iron and nutrients, piling food onto that bitch's plate!

This wretch was an expert at playing the victim for sympathy. She was nothing more than a Living Blood Bank—what right did she have to steal her brother's affection?!

Who did she think she was?!

Was he planning to settle the score with her later?

Fine!

She had plenty of questions for him anyway...

"Sienna..." Nora approached cautiously. She reached out, tucking the stray strands of hair behind Sienna's ear and straightening her disheveled collar. "Are you okay?"

Sienna's eyelashes fluttered. She turned to look at Nora. Her eyes were red, but no tears fell.

"I'm fine."

She forced a tight smile. "Let's go. Mr. Lancaster is probably getting impatient."

Nora nodded quickly, choosing not to call out the forced facade.

Out in the hallway, only Hudson and Jude remained.

Seeing Nora and Sienna emerge, Hudson was the first to step forward. He scanned Nora's face, and after confirming she was unharmed, he interlaced his fingers with hers.

Jude, well-accustomed to Hudson's public displays of affection, walked over to Sienna. "Finnian was worried about you. He asked me to take you back to the hotel."

Sienna's lips twitched in a joyless smile. "What's there to worry about? I'm not a toddler."

Jude chuckled softly. "Let's go. It's on my way regardless."

Sienna didn't argue further. She turned to Nora. "We're heading out then. Let's catch up another time."

Nora squeezed her hand, lowering her voice. "Call me if you need anything."