Chapter 12
The alarm of the icebreaker was still buzzing in Sienna’s cars when Robert dragged her onto the lifeboat, while Lewis was smashing the frozen cabin door barehanded.
The captain’s roar mixed with the sound of ice cracking came. “Hold on tight!”
Three hours later, Sienna woke up in the medical pod, with bruises on her wrist from Lewis’s grip.
He knelt by the stretcher, his white coat stained with oil. “Come back. with me. I will find you the best hematologist…”
Sienna pulled out the IV tube and sneered, “And then what? Like three years ago, lock me in the villa and wait for me to die?”
After saying that, Sienna fainted again.
Waking up again, condensation formed on the conference table.
She was forcibly taken to the shareholders‘ meeting by Robert..
“Mrs. Cook, it is your turn to speak.”
The secretary lightly tapped the desk.
Sienna was just about to get up when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Lewis who burst in unexpectedly. “The medicine you are taking can cause bone marrow fibrosis!”
His palm still carried frostbite from the icebreaker, “Come with me to the hospital, now!”
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Robert suddenly broke his fingers and said, “Mr. Mcclure, why don’t you explain this first?”
The big screen lit up with a scanned copy of the marriage proposal plan. “Seven years ago today, you bought the engagement ring but missed the flight because Tracy’s plane arrived six hours carly.”
The shareholders were shocked.
Sienna touched the photos in the brown paper bag, Lewis was sleeping on the office sofa, holding a ring box in his arms, and the computer screen was displaying Tracy’s plane ticket order.
She remembered his desperate roar on the icebreaker, “Why do you think I chased all the way to the Arctic!”
“So what?”
Lewis loosened his tie, fresh bite marks oozing blood at his collarbone. “I had to save her life now!”
He suddenly scooped up Sienna horizontally, and a medicine bottle fell out of the pocket of his winter coat. The bottle was labeled “For use by late–stage patients only.”
Robert kicked over the chair and said, “You fucking already saw the medical examination report!”
He presented Sienna’s medical records from three years ago, Lewis’s electronic signature glaring crimson.
Sienna broke free from the embrace, and the emerald ring refracted a cold light under the projector. “Mr. Mcclure signed the ‘Do Not Resuscitate‘ consent form in the past, what kind of emotional scene are we performing now?”
She pressed the remote control, and the big screen switched to Tracy’s
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diamond ring advertisement, which was filmed on the anniversary of the oil tanker accident.
Lewis’s wristwatch suddenly vibrated, displaying a hospital call with the message “critical condition notification.”
He rushed to snatch Sienna’s USB drive with bloodshot eyes and exclaimed, “How long have you stopped taking your medication?!”
“It had nothing to do with you.”
Sienna swallowed the last two pills in front of him. “Mr. Cook will take me to the euthanasia facility in Zurich.”
She smiled and wiped the bloodstain off the corner of her mouth, “After all, you said that a substitute should quietly disappear.”
Robert suddenly produced handcuffs and said, “I’m afraid Mr. Mcclure will have to go to the police station to explain the pollution case.”
The alarm sound drowned out the second half of the sentence.
The last thing Sienna saw before she passed out was the torn death notification letter by Lewis.
The paper scraps resembled the colorful confetti he had showered her with years ago, adorned with diamond rings.
