I Left, and He Came Begging

Linnea, if you dont have the surgery soon, your memory will deteriorate quickly and your life could be in danger! Are you really going to risk your life for a man who betrayed you?

I agree to the surgery.

My mother held my hand tightly, tears streaming down her face. But the doctor said after the surgery, you might lose all your memories for a month. You need to be mentally prepared.

Thats enough. One month is enough time to get a divorce.

Two weeks ago, I returned early from a business trip abroad.

But I found that my husband, Garren, wasnt at work. Instead, he was dating a woman who looked almost exactly like me.

Her lower belly was slightly roundedit was obvious she was pregnant. And her belly was the same size as mine.

I immediately called Garren, but he showed no guilt at all. People have to follow their conscience. While you were on your business trip, she was the one by my side. Besides, shes a pregnant woman with no one to rely on. Where else could she go? If you kick her out now, arent you afraid people will talk?

I froze, as if something had pierced deep into my heart.

So all seven years of our relationship werent worth a few months of her company?

I suddenly wanted to know, who would he really choose between a genius designer returning from studying abroad and a secret mistress?

***

The house was completely empty. I instinctively called his assistant.

Mr. Thayer? Mr. Thayer isnt at the office today. Didnt he go shopping with you?

As soon as I heard this, a thunderclap exploded in my mind. A growing sense of unease gripped me.

At that moment, my phone buzzed urgently. It was a message from my friend, Gissa. [Linnea, look! Could this be your husband?]

I hurriedly opened the video. In it, Garren was holding a womans hand, carefully placing a diamond ring on her finger, his eyes filled with unprecedented admiration.

And that woman looked almost exactly like me. Not only that, her lower belly was slightly roundedthe curve was exactly like my pregnant belly.

In an instant, I understood everything.

The video kept playing on loop

No, this is too expensive.

The woman saw the diamond ring and waved her hands to refuse, looking like a frightened rabbit.

Garren brushed her hair aside and gently tucked it behind her ear, his gaze soft. You deserve the best things in the world.

I froze. He had once said the same to me long ago.

I forced back my tears and called Garren.

Why are you calling me all of a sudden? Are you missing me? His voice was lazy, casual, just like always.

I didnt want to pretend anymore. I asked directly, Who is she?

He was silent for a moment, then admitted without hesitation. Her name is Fenella. Shes my subordinate.

My fingertips began to tremble slightly, but my voice remained calm. Let her go and I can pretend this never happened.

But Garren just sighed softly. Linnea, I cant do that. Shes been by my side for so long and now shes pregnant. I cant just abandon her. Besides, if you kick her out now and things get messy, what would people think of you?

What would they think of me? I was his lawful wife, who would dare speak against me? It was nothing but an excuse for him to protect Fenella.

I took a deep breath, my voice growing firmer. Garren, you once said that you would never love anyone else besides me.

That was in the past. Fenellas arrival completely changed my mind. Im sorry, Linnea. You are still my wife, but she has to stay.

Then he hung up.

Garrens firm voice kept echoing in my ears. I stood there stunned for a moment, a bitter smile tugging at the corners of my lips.

Suddenly, an invisible pressure spread from my temples, like a hammer striking my fragile nervous system.

The world before my eyes began to blur. I forced myself to leave the house and walked to the hospital entrancebut the moment I arrived, my strength gave out and I fainted.

When I woke up, my mother was holding my hand tightly, her words dripping with tears. Linnea, if you dont have the surgery soon, your memory will deteriorate quickly and your life could be in danger! Are you really going to risk your life for a man who betrayed you?

Im willing to have the surgery, as soon as possible. Without thinking, the words slipped out of my mouth.

My mothers eyes brightened and a smile finally appeared on her face. Good but the doctor said the surgery has serious side effects. After the operation, you may lose all your memories for one month.

The air fell into silence for a moment.

One month is enough. Have the doctor arrange the surgery as soon as possible. My gaze grew even more determined.

Since Garrens feelings had already changed, it was better for me to end it with my own hands.

And then forget him.

The brain surgery was very successful. The doctor said that as long as I rested well, my body would recover quickly.

After being discharged from the hospital, I went straight home.

Linnea, youre back.

When he saw me, Garren immediately walked over, as if he had been waiting for me for a long time.

He gently took my hand, his voice softening instinctively. I know youve been sulking and hiding outside these past few days. About Fenella that was indeed my fault. Consider these gifts my apology.

I glanced at them quicklythey were all brand-new items from top luxury brands.

Sulking? So this was his explanation for ignoring my disappearance for an entire week?

I pressed my lips together, a flicker of disappointment passing through my eyes.

I hadnt deliberately hidden the surgery from him. With Garrens connections, he could have easily found out I was in the hospital with just a little inquiry. Yet, he didnt.

And this is the necklace you said you liked before. I specifically flew abroad to buy it from a private seller.

As he spoke, Garren tried to suppress the fatigue on his face. His eyes were gentle as water, just like when we first met.

I was momentarily stunned, feeling dazed. Back then, when we had just started dating, everyone said his love for me was almost overwhelming.

He would come to the office to see me every two hours, not allowing any other men within two meters of me.

Talking to a man for more than five minutes was forbidden. If I did, he would pester me with kisses over and over until I promised never to do it again.

Garren himself cut off all connections with other women, spending every day revolving around me alone.

But I never expected that even the strongest love could slowly crumble over time, finally falling apart completely.

Thinking of this, a sharp ache rose in my chest.

I immediately lowered my head, staring at the sparkling necklace. It was beautiful, with countless diamonds decorating it, like a galaxy filled with bright stars.

Just like the one Fenella had posted on her social media.

Even some of the luxury items on the table showed signs of being unwrappedmaybe things Fenella had glanced at and discarded.

I took a deep breath, unwilling to continue playing along with his fake act. Garren what exactly do you want?

When I looked up again, a circle of bodyguards had formed around us. Garrens expression had already shifted to one of pity.

Linnea, this child cannot stay.

His voice was very soft, yet every word felt like a sharp blade, stabbing into my heart again and again, piercing it until it was full of holes and soaked in blood.

I clenched my trembling fingers and stared at him in disbelief. So this was his real purpose.

Yesterday, I planned to have dinner with Fenella, but I waited for her for two hours and she never showed up. I sent people everywhere to look for her. Later, I found out that after learning you had returned, she was overwhelmed with guilt and tried to kill herself. If I hadnt arrived in time, she might already be gone.

As he finished speaking, a flash of pain crossed Garrens eyes.

Hearing this, my breath caught, as if something heavy was blocking my chest. Fenella was missing for just two hours and he panicked enough to search half the city.

But when I disappeared for an entire week during my surgery, Garren knew nothing at all.

Perhaps, in his heart, my safety no longer mattered to him in the slightest.

Seeing that I didnt say anything, Garren slowly stepped closer, his voice suddenly rising. Thats two lives! As long as the child in your womb is still there, shell never be able to let go of her guilt

As he spoke, he suddenly grabbed my shoulder. The force was so strong that it felt like he was about to crush the bones.

I endured the sharp pain and met his gaze.

But there was no warmth left in his eyesonly my own pale reflection staring back at me.

Someone, take her to the car, he ordered coldly. Go to the hospital immediately!

Garren released my shoulder, his face stern and signaled to the side. Several bodyguards immediately rushed forward, forcing me toward the car.

No! I screamed in terror. Fenellas life is a lifedoes that mean my childs life isnt? Garren! If I had known it would be like this, I would rather have died than marry you!

I struggled with all my strength, tears streaming down my cheeks. But he remained firmly in the passenger seat, not even turning his head.

My desperate screams choked in my throat, an overwhelming sense of helplessness surged through me, leaving only endless hatred.

Twenty minutes later, I lay on the cold operating table, staring blankly at the glaring white lights above.

For a moment, it felt as if my chest was filled with icy spikes, making it almost impossible to breathe. I couldnt even tell whether the pain in my body or the pain in my heart was worse.

When I woke up, Garren was by my bedside, gently holding my hand and comforting me. Its just one child. Well still have more.

I pulled my hand away coldly, a sharp pain shooting from my abdomen. The pain in my heart reached its peak.

Garren had no idea that the doctor had said my condition made it extremely difficult to conceive. Being able to get pregnant this time was already a miracle. If I terminated the pregnancy, I would never be able to conceive again in my life.

I had my assistant buy the best supplements. Im sorry, Linnea this will be the last time I

Garren kept rambling in my ear, but I couldnt hear a single word.

Before, even if I had a small cut on my finger, he would fuss over me for ages. But now, for another woman, he could hurt me without any restraint, ignoring my wishes, ignoring my body.

I stopped looking at him, lowering my eyes, staring blankly like a lifeless puppet.

At that moment, the doctor who performed my surgery sent a message. [Miss Wirm, this abortion procedure has weakened your vitality. The side effects of memory loss may accelerate.]

In other words, the abortion unintentionally sped up the memory loss

I composed my expression, masking the swirl of emotions in my eyes and cast a quick, careful glance at the unaware Garren. The divorce had to happen.

It was also time to put the divorce on the agenda. It seemed even fate didnt want me to stay by his side any longer.

After being discharged from the hospital, I couldnt wait to have the divorce papers prepared and I steeled myself as I stepped into the villa.

I searched through every room, only to find Garren cooking. Since we got married, this was the first time I had ever seen him in the kitchen.

Fenella hasnt had much of an appetite these past few days, so I specially prepared some dishes to suit her taste, he said, focused as he stirred the food in the pan.

Garren had once said he was a clean freak and hated the smell of cooking oil, claiming he would never set foot in a kitchen. To accommodate him, I had always taken care of all the cooking at home.

At first, I worried he wouldnt like the food made by the servants, so I practiced cooking every day. Day after day, my hands soaked in oil and smoke became rough and callousedall just to make meals that would satisfy Garren.

Yet now, he could cook by himself all for Fenella.

He stayed in the kitchen he hated most for two or three hours maybe even longer. From washing and chopping vegetables to cooking over the stove, every single detail was under his careful control.

After a while, Garren finally looked up and glanced at me. Looking for me?

I clutched the divorce papers in my hand, about to speak, but he interrupted me again. This is my first time cooking and these are all Fenellas favorite dishes. Why dont you taste them for her first?

With that, he brought the food to my mouth.

I couldnt help but laugh bitterly in my heart. Three years of marriage and he had never cooked for menot once, let alone fed me. Now, he finally broke the habit only to feed another woman.

I tried to refuse, but the steaming food was forced into my mouth.

In an instant, my expression changed it contained seafood!

I happened to be allergic to seafood. The next second, my throat tightened and I nearly suffocated.I bent over instinctively, my right hand scrambling to grab the stove for support.

Seeing this, Garren instead yanked my hand away and shoved me hard. My body uncontrollably fell to the side, crashing into another stove with a loud bang. Boiling soup instantly spilled over.

I didnt have time to dodgemy entire hand was scalded, turning red and trembling with sharp, stabbing pain. As I slowly stood up, curling my fingers even slightly made the pain spike.

But Garren didnt care at all. He only protected the pot, yelling at me. What are you doing? I spent three hours carefully making this soup for Fenella! What if it spills?

I stared at his actions in shock, swallowing the sour taste in my throat, my heart gripped by an invisible hand.

He remembered what Fenella liked most, but forgot that I was allergic to seafood.

He worried about spilling the food for Fenella, yet ignored me being burned.

So this was the good man I had loved for seven years, the good husband I had been married to for three.

After the allergy symptoms eased slightly, I regained my composure, picked up the other hand and handed him the divorce agreement. Theres a document here that needs your signature.

What document? Garren sounded impatient, still annoyed by what had just happened.

I took a deep breath and forced a smile. A housing contract. I plan to move out soon and let Fenella move in, so it will be more convenient for you to take care of her.

His tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. You finally came to your senses?

He quickly glanced at me, took the pen and signed it swiftly.

Yes. Ive come to my senses. I kept a smile on my lips, but my eyes were full of mockery.

Hearing this, Garren nodded in satisfaction. He was about to flip the page to look at the document again when a sudden phone ringtone interrupted him.

The screen clearly displayed the name Fenella.

Garren immediately tossed the agreement aside and answered the call quickly, a faint smile playing on his face. Fenella, dont worry. The soup is ready. Ill come pick you up right away.

I stared at him, my heart rising and falling in an instant and I couldnt help but let out a small sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he hadnt noticed it was the divorce agreement. By then, I could quietly leave as planned.

After Garren left, I went upstairs alone to pack my things and prepare to leave. In the bedroom, my eyes fell on a ring in the corner.

It was the token of our love that I had given him and also the only keepsake from my grandmother.

My grandmother had once told me that this ring could only be given to the person I truly chose to spend my life with. So I had given it to Garren.

But he never wore it. He even tossed it aside like trash, until it was gradually forgotten. I used to think he simply didnt like wearing jewelry.

It wasnt until one day, when I saw him showing off a matching ring with Fenella online, that I understood. Garren didnt dislike jewelryhe just refused to wear the one I gave him.

I lowered my head and tears suddenly burst forth, falling drop by drop onto the back of my hand like shattered pearls, impossible to restore.

Silently, I picked up the ring and carefully placed it in my jewelry box. If he didnt want it, then I would take back this ringalong with all the love I had given him.

The next morning, the sweet, toasty smell of butter filled my nose and I groggily opened my eyes.

Going downstairs, I saw Garren preparing breakfast. It was a rare scene.

He gestured for me to sit at the table and brought over a plate of golden-baked almond croissants. I took a small bitefluffy and delicious, with honey bursting on my tongue, leaving a lingering sweetness.

I casually praised, Your cooking is pretty good.

Garrens expression stiffened, looking a little embarrassed. The new housemaid made these. She just left. If you like, I can have her make more for you later.

No need. I returned to my cold expression and refused decisively. I should have knownhis cooking was only for Fenella.

After breakfast, I wiped my mouth and was about to stand when Garren suddenly called out. Linnea, theres something at the company you need to handle. Today come with me.

He lowered his eyes, looking almost guilty. Youve suffered a lot recently. Once this busy period is over, Ill make it up to you properly.

I stayed silent for a moment, then finally nodded. I did need to go to the companybut not to handle work. I was going to submit my resignation.

Garren got out of the drivers seat and opened the passenger door for me. But I didnt want to sit so close to him. I walked past him and took a seat in the back.

About twenty minutes later, sleepiness began to take over.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash and the car jolted violently. Caught off guard, I hit the seat in front of me. I lifted my hand to my head and felt the sticky warmth of blood.

Garren slammed on the brakes, anxiously looking back. The car must have broken down. Dont worry, Linnea, Ill go find someone nearby to help and see if theres a first-aid kit. Stay here and dont move.

I nodded and waited in the car for a long time. The air around grew colder and fine raindrops kept seeping in, chilling me to the bone. The wound on my forehead throbbed painfully; the first blood had dried and a new stream began to flow.

I couldnt bear it anymore and got out of the car. I turned on my phone and found the nearest auto repair shop. After asking around, I realized that no one had come to help at all.

Where had Garren gone?

Holding my wound, I started walking back toward the car.

As I neared it, I heard noises from another car, sounds so intimate that they made my face burn.

Fenella, how can you cling to me at a time like this?

Hearing her name, I froze. I looked over in disbelief.

Garrens eyes were dark and intense, fixed on the delicate figure in his arms, his voice husky with emotion. Linnea is still waiting for me. Shes hurt we cant do this.

But Fenella smiled and wrapped her soft arms around his arm, leaning close to his ear and whispering. Dont worry, she wont find out. And it seems too late to say anything now.

Then, she immediately pressed her delicate lips to his. Garren held her head tightly and they kissed passionately, completely entwined.

I stood outside for a full five minutes. But they were so absorbed in each other and they didnt notice me at all.

There they were, on the backseat of the car with no privacy at all, acting as if no one else existed.

Seeing this, my whole body began to shake uncontrollably. I bent down and hastily grabbed the nearby wall for support, my stomach churning, nearly making me vomit.

I tore my gaze away, unwilling to look any longer and took a few hurried steps forward.

Suddenly, a sharp metallic clang rang out behind me and the next second, intense pain shot through my body.

I felt myself flying through the air, then crashing heavily onto the ground.

Darkness enveloped me as I lay in a pool of blood, gradually losing consciousness.

When I woke up again, the sharp smell of disinfectant filled the air and I opened my eyes to the hospitals white walls.

Garren was holding my hand tightly, worry almost spilling from his eyes. Im sorry, Linnea. My phone was damaged in the accident and I had to follow the road for a long time to find a place to fix the car. When I came back I saw you had already fallen on the road. Im sorry. Its my fault. I shouldnt have left you alone in the car.

He lowered his head, his face full of remorse and regret. On the surface, he looked just like the caring, sincere man from before. But not a single word was true.

A sharp pain spread from my heart throughout my body, as if a blunt knife had been plunged into my chest, making it impossible to breathe.

I suddenly remembered the scene of him and Fenella in the car and nausea surged up. I quickly pulled my hand away.

Garren glanced at my empty hand, stunned and looked at me in confusion.

Im hungry. I didnt look at him, speaking with a calm, detached tone.

Garren thought I was just being moody and didnt ask further. He immediately left the room to buy some food.

To me, his current appearance seemed utterly fake. I didnt even want to glance at him.

Not long after he left, footsteps echoed outside the hospital room. The person walked in slowly, a smile on her face.

Miss Wirm, youre really lucky. Being hit by a jeep and yet only suffering minor injuries, Fenella said, blinking and showing a strange smile.

A chill ran through me and I understood immediately.

I propped myself up, forcing myself to sit despite the pain and gritted my teeth. How do you know it was a jeep that hit me?

Fenella suddenly smiled, her cruel eyes stabbing me like icy needles, her voice deliberately low. What do you think, Miss Wirm? Of course its because I arranged that car. Too bad, they didnt complete the job,

She deliberately leaned close to me and yanked open her collar, revealing a cluster of suggestive marks across her collarbone. Not only that why dont you guess why your husband didnt come to save you in time?

Seeing Fenellas triumphant smile, an uncontrollable fury ignited in my chest, burning so fiercely. I could hardly bear it.

I clenched my teeth, about to speak. Suddenly, Fenella let out a sharp scream, stumbling back and falling to the floor.

Garren appeared almost instantly, pushing me roughly aside and shielding Fenella tightly behind him.

My still-healing wound hit the wall again, splitting open and bleeding afresh.

Linnea, what are you doing? Garren shouted angrily, completely unaware that my back was already soaked in blood.

Fenella curled in on herself, casting a fearful, trembling glance at me. Biting her lip lightly, her voice quivered, revealing fragility and helplessness, tears welling in her eyes.

I I just heard Miss Wirm got into an accident and wanted to check on her, but she suddenly slapped me, she said.

I stared at her in disbelief, letting a cold smile curl on my lips. You hired someone to hit me yourself and now you have the nerve to twist it around and accuse me!

Shut up!

Garren carefully helped Fenella to her feet, his expression turning completely cold. Who arranged the person who hit you? You know that yourself!

Then he slammed a stack of photos onto me, sending another wave of indescribable pain through me.

I investigated. It was you who hired the person to hit yourself! All this painstaking scheming, this self-inflicted act just because youre jealous of Fenella and want to get my attention, right?

I widened my eyes and scanned through the photos, my face pale as I tried to defend myself. I didnt! It was Fenella, she

Enough. Look at yourself nowyoure acting like a lunatic. Garren cut me off coldly, his voice like ice.

After that, he left the hospital room with Fenella, without so much as glancing back at me.

I stood there stunned for a long time. It felt like something was blocking my heart and yet not a single tear could fall from my eyes.

On the day I was discharged, Garren didnt come to pick me up. Maybe he forgot. Or maybe he had completely grown tired of me.

I packed my things and politely said goodbye to the doctor. He looked at me, as if wanting to say something, but finally just told me to rest well.

Back at home, I glimpsed through the window and saw the inside brightly lit, filled with the clinking of glasses and a noisy crowd. The entire villa had been transformed into a grand party hall.

Curious, I walked inside. My simple clothes felt completely out of place.

Gentle, flowing music played in the background. Men and women held glasses of wine, chatting in small groups, their laughter filling the air as they moved freely through the crowd.

The moment they saw me, whispers began spreading among them.

This is a birthday party that Mr. Thayer specially threw for Miss Burken. Looks like he didnt even invite her.

Her child was attacked I dont think Mrs. Thayer will hold her position for much longer.

Look at her exhausted state. She does look somewhat pitiful.

Each word felt like a sharp hook, slowly digging into my heart, drawing blood with every syllable.

Suddenly, a sound from the second floor drew everyones attention.

Garren stood at the highest point, carefully draping a wool blanket over Fenella and gently holding her hand. I hereby announce that the child in Fenellas womb will be the future heir of the Thayer Group!

The moment he spoke, waves of astonished gasps echoed from below.

I stared blankly at Garren. My fingers clenched tightly on the hem of my clothes, nails digging into my skin, yet I felt no pain at all.

He had once told me that everything he owned belonged to me, including himself. Now, in front of everyone, he acted as if none of it ever did.

He had given all his wealth to a woman who had been with him for less than a year.

The guests exchanged glances and began whispering.

On the surface, this is a birthday party, but actually Mr. Thayer is using this opportunity to announce the childs status.

He really loves Fenella. She easily got the things Linnea never got after being with him for so long.

Hearing this, Fenella grew even more smug.

She deliberately blocked my way, exaggeratingly rubbing her pregnant belly as if to show off.

Wait a minute. On such a special day, arent you going to toast me, Miss Wirm?

No need, I said coldly and turned to leave.

But Fenella remained blocking my way, as if she wouldn't let me leave until I drank.

I took a deep breath and nodded firmly. Fine.

She finally curled her lips in a smug smile. Thats more like it. Please hand me the glass of red wine behind you.

After drinking the wine, I was about to leave. Suddenly, a sharp scream came from behind me.

I turned around and saw Fenella bending over, clutching her belly and crying out, Ah it hurts so much!

Garren immediately dropped his wine glass, his face full of worry as he supported her.

Everyone just saw that this glass of wine was given to me by Miss Wirm!

She looked at me with a pitiful expression, as if I had done something utterly cruel.

Garrens eyes darkened and his clear voice trembled with suppressed anger. Linnea, if anything happens to the child, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!

I didnt I tried to explain, but was cut off.

It hurts Fenella clutched her belly, her face contorted in pain. Garren my stomach hurts so much

Garren glanced at me, his voice filled with both disappointment and anger. Youve become cruel and deceitful, lying without end. How did you turn into someone like this?

I opened my mouth, but instantly lost all desire to explain.

So, in his eyes, thats what I had become. If thats the case, what meaning did my explanation even have?

The guests around us continued whispering, casting malicious glances my way.

I clenched my fists tightly, feeling the fury in my chest rise uncontrollably.

Suddenly.

Before Garren could react, I rushed forward and slapped Fenella hard across the face.

That slap yesterday wasnt from me, I said slowly, raising my head. This one is.

Fenella trembled, covering her cheek in shock. She looked at me in disbelief, even forgetting to cry.

Garrens face turned dark with rage. He grabbed my collar tightly.

Someone, take her away! Lock her in the basement. Without my permission, she is not allowed to come out!

Two bodyguards rushed over, pinned me down and dragged me away despite my struggle, throwing me into the cold, dark and damp basement.

At night.

Cold wind blew in through the cracks of the door, spreading chill through my body. I hugged myself tightly, unable to stop shivering.

Suddenly, my hand touched something slimy and disgusting.

I looked downit was a snake, the thing I feared most.

Linnea, this is the price you pay for daring to hit me Fenellas voice echoed in my ears, full of hatred, growing farther and farther away.

I lifted my head in terror and watched countless snakes rush toward me.

I didnt know how much time passed, but the pain in my body slowly went numb and I completely lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I found myself lying in a bedroom.

I tried to move, but sharp pain shot through my leg. It was covered in dense wounds.

Garren quietly stood by the bed, dark circles under his eyes. Sorry, Linnea I went too far. But I was only worried you might hurt the baby in Fenellas womb and I panicked for a moment

I didnt expect you to faint. A hint of guilt appeared on his face as he spoke.

I looked at him calmly and said, And the snakes? Was that also because you panicked?

In the entire Thayer Family, the only person who knew I was afraid of snakes was Garren. There was no way this could have nothing to do with him.

What snakes? Garren looked confused at first, then realization dawned on him. Linnea, you must have been scared last night. Thats why you had a hallucination.

If the snakes were just a hallucination, then what about the wounds on my legs?

Hearing his ridiculous words, I let out a mocking smile and said nothing.

He thought I agreed and gently reached out to touch my hair. Dont worry. I promised to make it up to you and I always keep my word. I booked your favorite rooftop garden restaurant. Seven oclock tonight. Dont be late.

I glanced at my phone. The doctor said I only had one day left before I would lose all my memories.

Perfect. Tonight, I would finally make a clean break.

I handed the divorce papers and all the evidence proving Fenella caused my accident to my most trusted lawyer. Once tonight was over, he would send everything to Garren.

At night, I walked into the restaurant and saw Garren from a distance. And Fenella was by his side.

Garren quickly glanced at me, his eyes avoiding mine. Fenella has been very sensitive lately. I cant leave her alone at home, or something might happen.

I nodded, saying nothing. It didnt matter. Soon, none of this would concern me anymore.

Then, Garren walked up to me, hesitated for a few seconds and took out a delicate little box from his pocket. Linnea, this is the final lot I won at the auction its a gift to apologize to you.

He opened the box, but it was empty.

Fenella pretended to be surprised, quickly covering her face and laughing. Oh my, you got it wrongthats the ring you gave me last night.

Linnea, I sorry Garren looked at me helplessly, his whole body embarrassed as if his secret had been exposed.

At that moment

The chandelier on the ceiling suddenly crashed down!

Both Fenella and I were hit by a huge piece of glass at the same time when

Linnea!

Garren rushed forward almost on instinct, but then he heard Fenellas weak sob beside him.

My stomach hurts so much the baby the baby

He hesitated for just a moment.

The next second, he turned around, lifted Fenella into his arms and ran outside.

While running, he shouted, Waiter! Call an ambulance! Take her to the hospital!

I slowly withdrew the hand I had reached out to him. My body was pierced with countless shards of glass, sharp pain tearing through me again and again.

Their figures grew farther and farther away and blood slowly blurred my vision.

I could no longer hold on. Darkness swallowed me and I completely lost consciousness.

I didnt know how much time had passed. Gradually, I regained consciousness and heard someone softly calling beside me. Miss Wirm? Miss Wirm?

Miss Wirm? Were they calling me?

I opened my eyes in confusion. My mind was completely blankthere was no memory left at all.