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They didn’t understand why Ethan cared so much about me, a mere driver, giving me CPR and carrying me to the car.
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Olivia even seemed a bit jealous.
She followed Ethan with red eyes: “Can’t you let someone else take her to the hospital? Ethan, you promised to have dinner with me.”
Ethan, who usually gave in to her every demand, hesitated for a moment: “She’s my employee after all, I can’t let anything happen to her.”
He held me tightly and quickened his pace.
The warm, familiar chest suddenly took me back to 10 years ago.
We had just graduated from college then, living in a damp basement apartment in the suburbs. The cold, damp environment made me sick all
winter. Once I had a severe fever, becoming delirious.
The snow on the road was knee–deep, and we couldn’t get a taxi.
Ethan carried me like this, running from the suburbs to the hospital 7 kilometers away, without stopping once.
He was exhausted to the point of collapse, his clothes soaked through with snow and sweat, but he still managed to buy me a baked sweet
potato, watching over me with tearful eyes.
“Don’t be afraid, Rachel, don’t be afraid, I’m here.”
“Can you say something?”
“Rachel, please don’t scare me…”
He cried out in fear, looking like he couldn’t live without me.
But later, I still left him.
When he finally found me, regardless of the consequences, he discovered I was already with a rich young man.
So is it because he loved too deeply that he now hates so fiercely?
Hating to the point of tormenting me for 7 years and still not being satisfied.
“You’re so afraid of me dying, do you want to torment me for a lifetime?” I laughed, with both relief and bitterness: “But you can’t have your way anymore. Ethan Evans, I have a terminal illness, with only 3 months left to live.””
As I finished speaking, Ethan’s footsteps suddenly stopped.
“Terminal illness?”
He murmured hoarsely, then suddenly let go, letting me fall hard to the ground.
The concern and pain in his eyes disappeared, leaving only pure coldness.
He laughed sarcastically, as if he had seen through me:
“How could you suddenly get a terminal illness? Is this the new trick you’ve come up with after 7 years of endurance?”
“Finding that pretending to be obedient and caring about me didn’t work, so now you’re settling accounts with me, trying to make me feel sorry for you before bringing up the terminal illness, to trick me into giving you money?”
“What a pity, Rachel Wilson! I was actually starting to soften towards you. If you had endured a bit longer, you might have succeeded. But you were too impatient!”
He laughed louder and more wildly.
He stared down at me, wanting to see defeat and regret on my face..
But he saw nothing, only indifference and calmness after a heart has died.
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“Hmph, let’s see how long you can keep up this act!”
He strode past me, putting on a smile to hold Olivia’s hand.
The girl was confused by Ethan’s previous words, already suspecting the nature of our relationship. But before she could figure it out, Ethan had deeply kissed her lips.
“Didn’t you say we were going to eat? What are you standing there for, get in the car.”
Olivia’s eyes brightened again, and she obediently got in the car.
I didn’t even have the energy to feel heartbroken anymore. My whole body felt like it had been shattered, and I could barely crawl to the back seat of the car, gritting my teeth.
As I opened the car door to get in, Ethan roughly pushed me away.
“What are you getting in for? Didn’t you hear I’m taking Olivia out?”
“Take a taxi to the hospital yourself!”
I stood there stunned, watching Ethan gently help another woman into the car in endless pain and despair, leaving me behind.
An autumn wind blew by.
The bone–chilling cold triggered my illness, every inch of flesh feeling like it was being torn apart.
The pain made me cry. I waved at the disappearing car.
“Goodbye, Ethan Evans.”
“Never see you again.“‘
