Filed to story: Seventeen Heartbreaks: When Love Has No Voice
“About the video Boris showed, Miss Castillo told me the scene wasn’t even in my grandpa’s ward. I think it was edited, and we’ll have it verified for authenticity. If it’s fake, we’ll take legal action against Boris. I’ve explained everything. If anyone keeps spreading these lies, remember, the Hayes Group’s legal team is tough.”
No one expected the truth to be like this. Those who had believed Boris and mocked Leila and Jerome now felt really embarrassed.
Many looked at Boris and Sarah with anger, realizing they had unwittingly offended the Hayes family because of these two troublemakers.
Sarah never expected things to turn out like this. She silently cursed Boris for being a useless idiot. What was supposed to be a sure win had turned into a total loss. If she hadn’t trusted Boris, she wouldn’t have gotten involved. Now, she was in trouble as well.
Sarah hid behind Landon and whispered, “Landon, these people look really scary. I don’t want to stay here. Can you take me home?”
Before Landon said anything, Irene noticed Sarah itching to bolt. Stepping closer, she smirked. “Miss Miller, remember how you threw stones at me for being a shameless mistress? Then you apologized, acting like it was all an accident. Looks like you and Boris had this all planned out.”
Sarah, feeling guilty, tried to sound tough. “What does this have to do with me? Leila had issues with plenty of people. I fell for Boris’s tricks too.”
Boris, stunned, lost his cool. Now he had to drag Sarah down with him. The Hayes family had a hit on him, but with Landon in her corner, Sarah was safe.
Boris rushed to Sarah, gripping her leg. “Miss Miller, you can’t ditch me now! You asked for my help after spinning me that tale about Leila clinging to Landon. You swore Kensington would back us up if anything went south. This was all your idea, and now you’re denying it?”
Sarah felt like throttling Boris, her face flushed.
“Let go! This is on you, not me. You fooled me!”
The more Sarah tried to explain, the less anyone believed her.
Now, everyone finally grasped the situation. It was obvious to everyone that Sarah and Boris had been in cahoots.
Sarah felt like she was losing her mind under the scornful gazes of the onlookers. She screamed in hysteria, completely losing her cool. “What are you all waiting for? Kick this insane man out right now!”
Leila observed everything with a cold, impassive demeanor.
Beyond Sarah’s and Boris’s humiliation, Leila was curious about Landon’s genuine feelings. However, Landon never revealed his emotions in any circumstance.
Leila wondered if Landon was capable of feeling regret or guilt. Perhaps he did truly pity Sarah.
Brent cleared his throat lightly as he advanced, regarding the frenzied Sarah with a slight grin. “Miss Miller, Boris is part of the Hayes family. How we handle him is our concern, not yours. I’ll uncover the truth of whether Boris had indeed conspired with someone against my grandpa. And if someone had indeed assisted him, they’ll be held accountable.”
Sarah nearly lost her footing, her fists clenched tightly, nails digging into her palms to maintain composure. “How does that concern me? Boris tried to frame me, and I won’t stomach it. Mr. Hayes, it’s my birthday party. I have every right to manage disruptions, don’t I?”
Brent found it amusing to watch Sarah struggle to silence Boris. “Miss Miller, if you don’t want it to become public knowledge, don’t do it.”
“You!” Sarah caught the sarcasm in Brent’s tone and almost hit the ceiling.
Landon pulled Sarah back, his handsome face icy and his expression dark.
Sarah’s voice shifted abruptly, tinged with hurt as she pleaded, “Mr. Hayes, you’re scaring me with all this aggression for Leila’s sake. I get that she got hurt, but you don’t have to take it all out on me. Landon, look at them, they’re being totally out of line.”
Landon ignored Sarah, his stare ice-cold as it fixed on Brent. Their stares locked, filling the room with tension.
Brent arched an eyebrow. “Mr. Kensington, are you here to play hero for Sarah? Let me be clear, we won’t let anyone who harmed Leila off the hook.”
Landon finally spoke up, his voice firm, “Leila’s my wife. I’ll deal with this.”
The words “my wife” from Landon made Leila’s heart skip a beat.
Leila felt neither touched nor moved. She merely thought it absurd. Was Landon threatening Brent? What Landon implied was that their relationship was still ongoing, and the affairs of the Kensington family had no bearing on the Hayes.
Brent’s fists tightened. It looked as though he could hardly bear it any longer.
Leila, fearing the situation might escalate, quickly stepped up and seized Brent’s arm. She shook her head, cautioning him against rash actions, knowing that falling into Landon and Sarah’s snare would only lead to their defeat.
Catching Leila’s warning, Brent inhaled deeply, managing to restrain himself.
Landon’s eyes dropped. Noticing Leila clutching Brent’s arm stirred a discomfort within him, souring his mood further.
“I’m not in the mood to discuss this. I need to speak with Jerome,” Landon declared, his eyes lifting to meet Brent’s with a renewed chill.
Without awaiting a reply, Landon strode toward Jerome.
As Landon passed, he brushed against Brent’s shoulder. To an onlooker, it might have seemed accidental, but Brent was certain-it was a calculated taunt from Landon.
Brent clenched his jaw, casting a side glance at Leila, struggling to contain his irritation.
As Landon approached, Jerome’s associates tensed, forming a protective circle around Jerome and eyeing Landon with suspicion.
Landon simply arched an eyebrow, choosing to remain silent.
Jerome cleared his throat, trying to diffuse the tension. “It’s okay,” he declared, then gave Landon a pointed look. “It’s been too long since we last had a proper talk, Landon.”
Landon responded with a sincere smile, “True. I meant to visit the hospital a while back, but just couldn’t make the time.”
Landon then maneuvered Jerome’s wheelchair aside, as if to stall their overdue conversation.
Brent watched them, his anxiety palpable. He was tempted to follow but knew all too well how Landon might react. Following would only invite trouble.
Leila, noticing Brent’s apprehension, reassured him with soothing gestures that practically said, “Don’t worry. Landon might come off as unpredictable and a bit stern, but deep down, he’s devoted to his family. He respects elders.”
Landon, known for his respect toward his elders, indeed held Jerome in high regard just as he did his own grandfather.
This reassured Brent somewhat, though his look at Leila was tinged with complexity. “Even after how he has treated you, you still find it in your heart to defend him?”
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Leila shook her head, her eyes downturned, a weariness evident in her demeanor. She signed, her gestures saying she was just being honest and that there was nothing more to it. She added that she was aware Landon and she were not meant to be.
From a distance, Sarah observed their exchange, unable to decipher Leila’s sign language but understanding Brent’s words clearly. Leila and Brent seemed to be discussing Landon.
A knot of unease tightened in Sarah’s stomach, growing tighter when Landon announced that he would talk with Jerome.
What if Jerome spoke poorly of her?
Sarah felt she did nothing wrong. If blame had to be assigned, it surely rested on Leila for taking things too far. Why did Leila have to stay in the city, constantly crossing paths with Landon despite being Landon’s legal wife?
More crucially, Sarah bitterly grasped that, with the backing of the Hayes family now, Leila was no longer the helpless orphan she once was.
What added to Sarah’s unease was that Leila and Landon had shared a childhood. In her presence, Landon seemed indifferent to Leila. But what if Landon fell for Leila after recalling their shared time together? She couldn’t bear to finish that thought.
Overwhelmed, Sarah approached Leila and seized her by the wrist. “Leila, are you satisfied now? Just look at yourself, resting on your looks alone! The Kensington family has rejected you, and soon, the Hayes will follow suit. In this vast world, no one wants you! You’re nothing but a leech. Nobody will take you in! You and the child you’re carrying are both unwanted bastards.”
Initially, Leila dismissed Sarah’s claims as groundless, but when Sarah started attacking her unborn child, she couldn’t contain her anger. She raised her hand to slap Sarah.
But Sarah was ready and caught Leila by the hair instead.
Weakened from being drugged earlier that day, Leila lacked the strength to fight back.
Sarah appeared deranged, focusing her attack on Leila’s belly.
Realizing Sarah’s harmful intent, Leila ceased her resistance, curling up and shielding her belly as best she could.
It wasn’t long before Sarah was pulled away.
Irene quickly lifted Leila from the ground and stared at Sarah with contempt. “Miss Miller, you show disdain for Leila, yet it’s clear to all that you’re the one filled with insecurity. You label her an orphan, a voiceless soul with no one to depend on. Yet this very mute has outshined you. Even those who once called you friend are now abandoning you.”
Sarah’s thoughts shifted to Landon, and her anger intensified. She had invested significant effort into forging a bond with the Kensington family, only to see it shattered by Leila. Her fury was understandable.
Despite Landon’s kindness toward her recently and his apparent disregard for Leila, a nagging thought haunted Sarah-that someday, Leila might snatch Landon from her.