Chapter 8
After dragging her battered body home, Alice stayed inside all day, quietly packing her things. Once she finished, she went out to find a real estate agent. A few years ago, her parents had moved overseas to expand their business. But because of Vincent, she decided to remain here by herself. They had left the house in her name. Now, determined to leave nothing behind, she sold the house at a rock–bottom price. By the time the paperwork was done, and she returned home, night had already fallen. The street lamps around the neighborhood weren’t working, and the path was so dark, she could barely see a thing.
She had just reached for her phone to use the flashlight when a bright beam from a car’s headlights suddenly hit her.
Before she could move, the car sped toward her like a missile.
Crash!
The impact threw her across the pavement.
Her back slammed against the hard ground, and it felt like her organs had
shifted.
Blood trickled from her mouth as she struggled to keep her eyes open. Through her blurred vision, she recognized the twisted expression of Matheo behind the wheel.
She tried to cry out, but no sound came from her throat.
Her arms and legs felt heavy, as if filled with lead, and her consciousness began to slip away.
Through the haze, she heard the sharp screech of brakes tearing through the quiet night.
Chapter B
A pair of polished leather shoes appeared in her fading line of sight.
“Alice!”
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Vincent’s voice sounded more frightened than she had ever heard before.
She felt someone gently lift her up, and the man who had always treated. her with cold indifference was now holding her with shaking hands.
“Hang in there… The ambulance is almost here…”
His voice grew quieter and quieter, until everything around her went
black.
The next time she came to, her mind drifted in and out. She could faintly make out the fast footsteps of doctors and nurses, and the clatter of
medical instruments around her.
She slowly forced her eyes open, and through the blur, she noticed the doctor staring at her medical records with a serious look.
“She has severe internal bleeding. She needs surgery immediately!”
“Draw blood first,” a cold voice ordered from nearby.
Alice turned her head with effort and saw Vincent standing close to the
bed.
He was dressed perfectly in a suit, his cufflinks meticulously fastened, as if he were headed into a business negotiation instead of an emergency
room.
The doctor looked up at him in disbelief after hearing his words.
“But Mr. Seibert, Ms. Caylor’s condition…”
“I said take the blood first,” Vincent cut in before the doctor could finish.
Chapter B
He pulled a pen from his suit pocket, signed the blood transfusion consent form quickly, and said, “Juliana can’t wait.”
when he once
His signature was just as graceful as signed their marriage. certificate in a previous life.
Alice faintly remembered–he hadn’t even looked at her that day. He walked off right after signing, leaving behind only his cold, distant back.
As soon as the needle slid into her vein, Alice’s fingers twitched from the sharp pain.
She stared as her blood moved through the clear tube, feeling like it was slowly draining the life out of her.
The heart monitor beside her began to fluctuate violently, setting off a shrill, piercing alarm.
“Her blood pressure just dropped to 50!” the nurse cried out, clearly scared.
Vincent didn’t even look worried. He calmly fixed the cuffs of his sleeves. and said flatly, “Take 800 ml. Not a drop less.”
In the corner, a young nurse whispered with teary eyes, “How can a man treat his wife like this…”
Alice wanted to laugh at the comment, but she didn’t even have the strength to move her lips.
She thought to herself, “Yes, how could I have such a husband?”
She used to believe that if she loved him hard enough, he would eventually return that love.
It wasn’t until this moment that she truly understood that some people’s hearts are made of ice, and no matter how much love you give, they never melt.
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A single tear slipped from her eye, disappearing into her hair.
Just before everything went black, the last thing Alice saw was Vincent walking away toward the VIP ward without once turning around.
That’s when it hit her that this marriage had been nothing but a cruel joke.
And she was the biggest fool of all, like a clown.
When she opened her eyes again, even Alice couldn’t believe she was still alive.
“You’re finally awake!”
The nurse let out a breath of relief as soon as she saw Alice open her eyes.
She took her medicine on time, went to every follow–up.
No one bothered her, and both her body and her mood were slowly getting better.
Still, the doctor couldn’t help but ask while checking in on her one day.
“You were seriously hurt. Why didn’t your husband visit?
“Was that man who brought you here really your husband?”
“I don’t have a husband. I’ve never been married,” Alice replied calmly.
