Running From Karma

“He said you tried to seduce him.”

“What? That bastard! I am going to kill him!”

"Toria,” Reyona called breathily.

Toria bottled up her anger for the moment as she looked down at Reyona, where she was urinating.

Even though Maxwell had provided a wheelchair and Toria had been able to help Reyona from the wheelchair to the toilet bowl without much issue, her sister was out of breath by the time she sank onto the toilet seat.

She looked pale to Toria.

“Are you fine?” Toria asked Reyona in concern.

Reyona, who had momentarily closed her eyes, opened them and said, “Yes, I am okay. I just don’t like this feeling of helplessness. The fact that you two are fighting is not helping as well.”

“That bastard caused all this,” Toria muttered.

"Toria,” Reyona called in a disapproving tone. “I thought you used to like him.”

“I have never really liked that bastard. I just tolerated him because I knew you loved him.”

Reyona looked at her si