However, she was one who didn't suffer or eat a loss. She aimed to maximize benefits, and that's what she was planning to do.
With that in mind, as soon as the old lady asked and showed concern, she couldn't help but let out a dejected sigh, her expression turning solemn. Valentine's muscles tensed as he held her but she pretended like she didn't feel it.
Since Valentine hasn't said anything useful so far, she might as well tattle and use the old lady to get revenge for her.
"Aunty, you would never guess. This young girl nearly went to meet the deities," she sighingly narrated, her tone tinged with dejection and disbelief.
[What? What happened? Did those idiots bully you again? Weren't you supposed to go out and celebrate?]
"I didn't even get to celebrate at all. I am lying in the darn hospital. Just woke up around two hours ago," she tearfully complained, pouring out her grievances.
[How could that have happened? Come on, tell your Aunty. I will seek justice for you.]
