Chapter 2
It wasn’t long before I received a message from Louise.!!
[Did you see that? Vincent will always be mine. You should’ve given up the title of Mrs. Milton long ago ]
As soon as I finished reading her message, a trending topic notification popped up!
[Shocking! CEO Vincent Milton Spends Billions to Assemble a Top Medical Team–All for Louise Ainsworth’s Minor Injury!
I clicked on the post.
There were photos attached.
In one of them, Vincent was holding Louise carefully, his gaze locked onto her with such intensity that his concem seemed almost tangible.
I clutched my chest, feeling a wave of numbness wash over me, paralyzing every inch of my body
Five years ago, on the night of my coming–of–age ceremony, I received the terrifying news–my parents had been kidnapped. I had no idea what to do. I was utterly helpless.}
At that critical moment, it was my fiancé, Vincent, who volunteered to save them. He stormed in alone, unarmed.
By the time he returned the next evening, he was covered in blood, his legs broken, supported by my parents as he stumbled inside.ll
I stood there in shock, tears streaming uncontrollably.&
Despite his injuries, Vincent forced a smile and reassured me, “Don’t cry. Our Sierra looks the best when she smiles. cough… cough.”
When the medical results came out, leamed from Dr. Beckham that both of his legs were shattered–he might never stand again. And he had lost both of his kidneys
Without hesitation, I offered to donate one of mine.
After the surgery, despite my weakened state, I stayed by his side, searching for the best medical teams, accompanying him through endless rehabilitation.
Vincent gradually recovered, while I developed a chronic condition that left me dependent on medication.
Two years later, with red–rimmed eyes, he proposed to me, vowing to love me for a lifetime
A sudden knock at the door pulled me back to the present Moments after the housekeeper approached, holding a bowl of medicine.!!
“Madam, it’s time to take your medicine.”
“Just leave it there. I’ll drink it later I replied and put down my phone.
The housekeeper remained, Insistent. “Madam, Sir Vincent specifically instructed me to watch you drink it.“}
Sighing, I took the bowl and downed the medicine in one go.
Only after collecting the empty bowl did the housekeeper finally leave.
Suddenly, a conversation between Vincent and Dr. Beckham surfaced in my mind, planting a terrible suspicion in my heart.
While no one was watching. I sneaked into the kitchen and gathered some leftover medicine residue.
The hospital results came back faster than expected.
My hands trembled as I held the report.
On the way home, Dr. Beckham’s words echoed in my head.0
“These herbs seem nourishing on the surface, but they counteract each other. Overtime, they will wear down the body completely.” I returned home in a daze.
When I pushed open the door, I was met with the sight of Vincent kneeling on one knee, gently wiping Louise’s feet.
He placed them down carefully, as if she were the most precious thing in the world.
Then I saw what she was stepping on.
I felt my breath hitch
It was the blanket i had knitted for him four years ago.
That winter, he had fallen into deep despair, unable to walk, refusing to celebrato even his own birthday
To lift his spints, I had stayed up all night, painstakingly knitting that blanket for him.
I could still remember the way his face had lit up with joy when he received it. He wrapped his arms around my waist and whispered, “I’ll treasure it for the rest of my life.”
Yet now, that very same blanket lay beneath Louise’s feell
When Lourse noticed my presence, she immediately tried to explain, her voice flustered. “Sis, please don’t be angry. Vince only brought me back because I almost lost my balance just now. I’ll leave right away–T
Before I could speak, Vincent stepped in front of her, shielding her as if I were some kind of threat. “Sierra, don’t take your anger out on Lourse. If you have a problem, come at me Louise is innocent.”%
be mad at Sis. It’s all my fault… I’m just too clumsy, I can’t
Louise’s eyes shimmered with tears as she clutched his sleeve. “Vince, don’t be even walk properly. I should go now, before I upset her any further…”
I stood there, my heart growing colder by the second.
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