All Her Secrets By Chestnut

Chapter 658 Injured Faced with the aggressive Amelia, everyone else was taken aback. Isadora, who had been standing at the back, immediately rushed forward upon hearing the commotion.

"You're not Catherine Swann, so why bother yelling at us?" Isadora scrutinized Amelia from head to toe and then sneered. "Or maybe you're just like her, being kept by someone. You can't stand her being exposed because you're afraid your own scandal will be revealed, too?" Amelia hadn't expected the other party to twist the truth like this, leaving her speechless with anger. "You're talking nonsense!" "Humph!" Isadora crossed her arms and said with a triumphant smile on her face, "You do know if it's nonsense or not!" As the surrounding people saw Amelia being silent, they stood up for Isadora.

"Exactly. If she wasn't guilty, why would she be so agitated?" "I know her. She's Catherine's roommate, probably cut from the scloth!" "She doesn't seem like a well-behaved person. Who knows what she's hiding behind closed doors!" Standing high and mighty, the crowd seemed to look down on Amelia, accusing her.

Undeterred, Amelia took out her phone and took clear pictures of everyone's faces. "Remember what you've said. When Catherine clears her name, you'll all be guilty of defamation. Will you still have the audacity to accuse others, then? Are you the parties involved? Do you know what happened? Have you seen anything with your own eyes?" A series of questions left the people speechless. They looked at Amelia, not knowing what to say.

Seeing their confidence wane, Amelia seized the opportunity to strike back." You slander others without even knowing what was going on. What makes you think you have the right to do that?" The people who had accused Amelia earlier were now hesitant, realizing they had no concrete evidence. If Catherine were to pursue legal action against them, they might indeed face a lawsuit. If they were sued, their academic pursuits would likely be affected.

These people hesitated, but Isadora did not. She forcefully pushed Amelia, sending her tumbling to the ground, and then looked down at Amelia with an air of dominance. "Sue me? Who the hell do you think you are?" Although Amelia wasn't from a wealthy, top-tier family, she had never suffered such humiliation. Anger surged through her, and she stood up to push back. "How dare you push me?" Showing no restraint, Isadora slapped Amelia in the face and arrogantly shouted, "For this!" Amelia was momentarily stunned. Then, she quickly retaliated, grappling with Isadora.

Isadora had practiced taekwondo for self-defense since she was young. Although Amelia was tall, she was no match for Isadora.

Upon discovering that Amelia was Catherine's roommate, Isadora was determined to teach her a lesson. She imagined Amelia as Catherine, and without hesitation, she threw Amelia over her shoulder, causing Amelia to fall heavily to the ground. Upon landing, Amelia hit her head on the corner of a desk, causing blood to flow immediately.

The others were shocked, but Isadora remained indifferent. To her, provoking her meant facing severe consequences.

Isabella, who was watching, was also taken aback. She hadn't expected that before she could intervene, Amelia was already on the ground, bleeding. After realizing what happened, Isabella immediately rushed forward to help Amelia and shouted at the dumbfounded male students standing nearby, "What are you guys standing there for? Cand helptake her to the hospital!" Several people rushed forward to assist Isabella in taking Amelia to the hospital.

Catherine returned from the laboratory only to find the dormitory empty. She furrowed her brow, as usually, at this time, both Amelia and Isabella would be watching a variety show in the dorm. Today, however, they were all absent.

Catherine was puzzled but didn't think much of it. Just as she was about to enter the dorm, a female student passing by from the next room looked surprised to see her.

"Catherine, why are you still here?" Confused, Catherine glanced at her, not entirely understanding the meaning behind her words. Seeing that Catherine seemed unaware of the situation, the girl immediately explained, "Amelia was injured and taken to the hospital by Isabella..." She paused for a moment before continuing with an embarrassed look on her face," I heard it's related to you." Though the girl's words were ambiguous, Catherine immediately understood what was happening. "Thank you," Catherine said politely before closing the dorm door and leaving.

The girl commented to her roommate, I think Catherine is quite polite. She's usually quiet and aloof, unlike what the post says!" 11 Now, not only did the whole school know about the incident, but even students from other schools were hearing rumors and gossip.

Catherine cout of the dormitory and went straight to the school's medical office. The medical office at Styre University was like a sma ve hospital, equipped with all the necessary facilities donated by m previous outstanding students. The doctors there were as skilled as those in top-tier hospitals. No matter the illness, the school's medical office could handle it. When Catherine arrived at the medical office, Isabella was waiting outside the examination room.

"How is she?" Catherine's cold voice brought Isabella's attention back. Isabella immediately turned around and saw Catherine, tears welling up in her eyes. It was the first tIsabella had encountered such a situation, and she was utterly bewildered.

"Amelia is still inside. The doctor suspects a certain degree of concussion, but we don't know the extent of the injury yet. They need to take scans to confirm,” Isabella said before the examination room's door opened.

Amelia was lying on a mobile bed, being wheeled out of the room. The first look she gave was not reproachful but rather filled with anger. "Catherine, you better teachhow to fight. I'll take back my dignity one day!" she said, breaking the solemn atmosphere with her words. Isabella couldn't help but burst into laughter, glaring at Amelia with disdain. “You've got a head injury. Are you still in the mood for jokes?" Upon mentioning the wound on the back of her head, Amelia becanxious. "Yeah, exactly! It's a big cut. I hope it won't scar. Scars are so ugly!" The doctor standing nearby found the patient's behavior endearing. He couldn't help but interject, "Don't worry. It's at the back of the head. Even if it scars, it won't be visible once your hair grows back." Just as he finished speaking, Catherine, with a solemn expression, assured, "Don't worry. There won't be any scars. I'll get Professor Keane to handle it!"

The doctor looked at Catherine with surprise, clearly not fully believing her words. Professor Fletcher Keane was renowned in their department for his expertise in cosmetic surgery, and any wounds he handled were guaranteed not to leave scars. However, Fletcher had a peculiar temper. Even the university president found it difficult to ask him for help. "This student is a bit too confident, isn't she?" the doctor said inwardly.