"No, Mom, I'm okay!" She had a relationship with Lucas Knight, and now her chest and thighs were covered with his exclusive marks, though it's been two days, they haven't faded yet. If the doctor came, they'd surely know, and by then, who knows how Eliana Beckett would react.
"I'm fine, just washing my face."
She quickly wiped away her tears, splashed some cold water on her face, and only then did she open the bathroom door to come out.
Upon returning, she lied, "Mom, I have my eye on something. Can you get it for me?"
Eliana Beckett always tried to meet her requests, but she was very assertive and had strong opinions. Perhaps being the mistress of the house all these years had gotten to her head, sometimely meddling in Eva Nightingale's affairs, which she didn't appreciate.
"What is it? Just tell me, and I'll get it for you. After all, you're my only daughter, and of course, I love and cherish you!" Eliana comfortingly hugged her.
