Chapter 277
Chapter 277:
At that moment, Fernanda approached, her face composed. “Miss Ross, why haven’t you gone through yet? They’re calling your name over the loudspeaker p>
Seeing Fernanda intensified Ava’s distress.
Fernanda was to blame for her departure.
She was being exiled to a foreign land, facing years apart from her family, all due to Fernanda.
Ava’s former friends had also turned their backs on her; none showed up to bid her farewell today. This, too, was Fernanda’s influence.
Even as Ava prepared to leave, to vanish from this scene for some time, she knew she could never forgive Fernanda.
Ava was notoriously self-absorbed, always seeing herself as blameless. She habitually pointed fingers at others, utterly convinced of her own righteousness.
Despite repeated confrontations with Fernanda, Ava maintained her stance, blaming Fernanda for usurping Bobby’s affection as his fiancée.
Now, with her emotions heightened to an extreme, Ava’s resentment towards Fernanda intensified.
Struck dumb by her rage, she could do nothing but fix Fernanda with a shaking stare, her lips and limbs quivering uncontrollably.
Fernanda, perceiving the depth of Ava’s distress, let her smile widen in satisfaction.
“Perhaps your time abroad will enlighten you somewhat,” Fernanda said. “Try not to return as naive as you left p>
Ava clenched her jaw tightly.
Her rage simmered, her thoughts whirled, and her sight began to fade, signaling an imminent blackout.
An idea flashed through Ava’s mind—fainting might grant her an extended hospital stay, possibly causing Fernanda and Cristian to forget about sending her away.
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With that thought, Ava let herself go limp, expecting to hit the floor.
However, the anticipated impact never arrived. Before she could fully collapse, Fernanda caught her by the arm.
“Be careful, Miss Ross,” Fernanda said, her tone light but mocking, as she steadied Ava. “You’re usually quite strong; sudden illness seems unlikely, doesn’t it p>
Joselyn hurried to her daughter’s side, filled with worry. “Ava, are you alright p>
“Her temper simply overwhelmed her,” Fernanda replied. “Miss Ross, controlling your emotions is crucial; otherwise, it could lead to trouble p>
Fernanda’s gaze gleamed with penetrating intensity, as though she could peer into the deepest corners of one’s thoughts.
Ava found herself questioning whether Fernanda had somehow discerned her prior intentions—what else could explain her pointed remarks?
Ava realized any further deception was futile; all she yearned for was a quick escape.
In the wake of her emotional turmoil, it became clear that she was utterly outmaneuvered by Fernanda.