After the Wealthy Daughter Suddenly Woke Up

Three thousand dollars, the exact amount Marlon had transferred to me a while ago to buy a birthday gift for my father.

This small gesture wasn't even enough to buy my father a good bottle of wine.

Ignoring the gossiping glances from everyone around, I walked over to a chair, picked up Marlon's jacket, and fished out the Audi car keys from the pocket.

I turned to leave.

"Nina? What are you doing?" One nosy girl stepped in front of me.

"Why don't you ask Marlon who bought this car?" I retorted, glaring at the scumbag standing by the bed.

Marlon looked embarrassed but didn't dare stop me.

"Nina, let's talk about this at home tonight," he said quickly, walking over in a panic.

Home? Oh, I almost forgot.

"Clear your stuff out of the house before Sunday," I issued my final ultimatum.

Marlon instantly grew anxious; it was clear he hadn't expected me to publicly humiliate him like this.

"Marlon? What do you mean, clear out the house? Is that Audi really hers? What about the apartment? Didn't you say that luxury flat in Oakhaven was yours?" Maya's face darkened instantly.

I turned back, watching them with a composed, mocking expression. "Did Marlon rob a bank or win the lottery? How could he afford a car worth hundreds dollars or a flat worth millions dollars?"

The faces around me reflected a mix of shock and intrigue.

One of the girls spoke up quickly, "Hey? You can't be serious? If the car and apartment aren't his, then why did Marlon brag about them in the group?"

"Enough, let's not jump to conclusions. Marlon's job pays well; the car and apartment are just a matter of time."

"Did I hit a nerve? If you have it, you have it; if you don't, you don't. Just don't lie about it!"

"Maya seemed so proud of Marlon earlier, thinking he's ambitious and successful…"

……

Maya tried to say something, but Marlon quickly stepped forward to stop her.

I stood there, watching as their expressions grew more and more awkward, Marlon barely holding it together.

"Nina, let's go. We can talk about this later; let Maya rest."

I looked around the room, my gaze meeting Thomas's, who had been standing silently in the back. Our eyes locked for a moment before I calmly looked away.

"Maya, I had no ill intentions toward you. I didn't want to upset you, knowing you're sick. But if you know exactly what kind of person Marlon is and still want him to be at your beck and call, then I wish you two all the best—forever."

With that, I glanced at Marlon, who looked utterly embarrassed, "And you, Marlon, remember the last shred of dignity you have today. I hope you never come crawling back to me like a stray dog."

"Nina! Don't go too far. How dare you curse us?" Maya shouted.

Ignoring the commotion behind me, I turned and walked out.

Once outside the hospital, I didn't even bother with the car in the parking lot. Just thinking that Maya might have sat in my car made me sick.

"Beep—" I stopped in my tracks and saw a car window roll down. Thomas smiled at me from the driver's seat.

"Nina? Where to? I'll give you a ride."