Making her look bad

CHAPTER 142

HEATHER’S POV

His expression had on alarm. I adjusted on the bed and tried to ask him what the problem was when he spoke first.

“Did you raise your voice at B and push her while she was carrying Alex when I was having that allergy attack?” From the way he said that it was obvious he was angry and hurt by it.

My mouth fell open. That bitch is a snitch. She already ratted me out. I knew it. I knew she would try to sabotage me. I wonder how bad she made it seem that made Richard look so hurt and angry.

I sprung up from bed. “Richard, it’s not what you think, okay? None of it was intentional…”

He glanced away, jaw tightened as if to hold back the feeling surging inside him.

“Okay…I will explain everything to you,” I blew a heavy breath, hoping he’d buy this story I was about to tell him because if he didn’t, then I would be doomed. “I just arrived, Richard. It hasn’t even been longer than twenty-four hours I saw you after all these years apart. You were dying right before me.