[Flora's POV]
"Luna, Luna, are you okay? Wake up!"
Lucy shouted anxiously into my ear, but in order to act more like it, I could only close my eyes tightly. No matter how she called my name, I didn't reply.
Pretending to be sick was something I suddenly thought of when I looked in the mirror.
I recalled what Beyonce had done in my previous life and was surprised to find that as long as this b*tch came up to me, she would definitely be abused. I had a cold personality, so I would take the initiative to avoid her if I hated her. I would treat her coldly and not see her. Once she came over, I wouldn't give her a good attitude.
In the end, she would cry every time she saw me. She appeared so weak that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow her away. Everyone felt that I was deliberately abusing her to make her uncomfortable, but I hadn't done anything at all!
Looking at my pale face in the mirror, I didn't want to give up on this great opportunity.
Beyonce was used to using her injuries to get sympathy. Since that was the case, I was going to let her have a taste of her own medicine and let this move be invalid.
Thanks to my bravery previously, I had been soaked in the water for a long time and had gotten injured on my head. Therefore, I wasn't pretending to be ill. My body was indeed very weak.
It was just that in the past, I would hide everything. The only thing others could see was my resilience. It was because I had always been very strong that they would feel that I wouldn't be hurt. They felt that only I could bully others, but others couldn't hurt me.
Therefore, I didn't want to be strong anymore. I wanted to let them know who was the victim in this love maelstrom!
I didn't wake up for a long time, so Marshall had no choice but to let go of his destined mate and rush upstairs to my side. He carried me and was about to send me back to my room when he was immediately stopped by Lucy.
Lucy was very blunt. "Luna hasn't been feeling well after saving someone and hasn't gotten better even after resting for a few days. Now, she fainted because of you. She should be sent to the hospital immediately."
"She has always been in good health. How did she end up like this after saving someone?"
"You damn scumbag!" I cursed in my heart. So what if my body was good? I wasn't made of steel. No matter how good my body was, it would still hurt when I was injured. If I didn't say it out like a b*tch to gain sympathy, did that mean that I was fine?!
Lucy was indignant. I could feel her teeth grinding together. "Alpha's thoughts are all on the mate you brought back. Have you cared about Luna? Marshall, Flora is your wife. You swore in front of the Moon Goddess. Don't forget that."
"Alpha, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring Luna to the hospital!"
It was Jack's voice. Jack was my beta. As expected of my beta, he said the words I wanted to say the most for me.
"Luna is sick, but you brought back a woman from outside and made her so angry that she fainted. You're really something. How Is this woman worthy of staying in our tribe?"
The other tribesmen also started discussing. I was very relieved that they were basically on my side.
The situation wasn't looking good for Beyonce, so she immediately started crying. I could imagine her pitiful look, as if she was being bullied, even with my eyes closed. She'd better pretend to faint now so that we can check if she was really sick or had faked it after being sent to the hospital.
Marshall's voice rang out above my head since I was in his arms? "Luna has just agreed to let her stay. She's just a pitiful slave. Everyone, don't be too harsh on her. Let her go."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Jack smacked his lips and whistled. "Alpha, where's your face? Luna fainted and is in your arms. Why don't you hurry up and send her to the hospital? Instead, you are telling us to be understanding toward the person who caused Luna to faint? Why?"
Marshall didn't say anything else, but his pace down the stairs quickened. He led me to Beyonce and whispered, "Wait for me to come back."
I tried my best not to laugh out loud. There was no need to elaborate on how important first impressions were. If it was said that in my previous life, Beyonce had shown her people that she was weak and harmless, then in this life, I wanted everyone to know clearly that she was the third party who had destroyed my relationship with Marshall. This was how things were right from the beginning.
I was the victim. I was the one whose marriage had been ruined. Even if I didn't care for any pity, my tribesmen should still show pity for me.
I chose a suitable time and pressed my scorching forehead against Marshall's chest, breathing out a mouthful of hot hair in his arms, appearing as if I felt very bad.
I hadn't wanted to do such an intimate act, but Marshall's mind had been on the b*tch and if it didn't come back, I'd have to pull his attention back.
I was indeed running a fever. Marshall felt the heat in his chest and put his big hand on my forehead.
"Oh my god, it's so hot. Honey, I'll bring you to the hospital right away."
It hadn't been long since Marshall had met Beyonce and he still remembered the friendship we shared since we were young. I could feel that this man's concern for me wasn't fake.
However, if his heart was no longer with me. It was true that he was worried for me and was sending me to the hospital. However, who was he trying to disgust by bringing Beyonce along?