Chapter 132

Eleanor gritted her teeth, feeling the weight of disbelief from everyone around her. No one trusted her; she had no evidence to prove her innocence. Arguments seemed futile. She scanned the faces before her: Amelia, seething with resentment; Theodore, frowning with worry; Charles, his expression complicated and unreadable. This scene mirrored her past life, where she was always the outcast while Catherina basked in everyone's favor. Despite her attempts at indifference, Eleanor's heart ached, dredging up painful memories. "Eleanor, say something! If you don't tell us, how can we know what you're thinking..." Theodore's voice echoed in her ears, but she remained silent, as if she couldn’t hear him. "She's guilty! She won’t admit she hurt Catherina. She's so vicious and disgusting..." Amelia's tirade continued, each word a dagger. Eleanor covered one ear, feeling the sharp sting of Amelia's accusations. She looked pale, fragile, on the brink of breaking. At that moment, a nurse approache