I looked down, not wanting to talk. After Michael started the meal, he got an urgent call, leaving only Olivia and me in the room.
She crossed her arms and looked at me with contempt. “You are a useless woman. I never thought you would survive and wake up.”
I stayed silent and ignored her. Enraged, Olivia flipped my table and spilt food all over the floor.
Michael rushed in at the noise. “What’s going on?”
Olivia’s eyes were red. “Michael, I only wanted to serve Nichole her meal. I never imagined she’d looked down on me for being a poor girl and threw everything I touched.”
I watched her act quietly, saying nothing to defend myself.
Michael frowned deeply. “Nichole, how could you say to Olivia like that? She’s taken care of you. Even if you’re not grateful, don’t be so rude!”
“Apologize to Olivia immediately, or I’ll suspend your father’s medical payments.”
Hearing this, I stared at Michael in shock. Though I’d seen his true colours during my coma, I never imagined he still managed to sink lower than I expected.
My lips cracked and peeled as I denied, “I didn’t flip it. It was clearly her...”