Caroline’s POV:I stared at the report with wide eyes, my lips parted in awe. Someone had clearly changed the diagnosis for me, but who could have done that? Who would have had the power to do so?Stunned, I briefly thought back to the few suspects who could have had a reason to hide the results from William. My first thought was Martin, but would even be able to access the results if they came from a private sanatorium? Perhaps it was someone who refused to let William know for nefarious reasons. Could it be my father's attacker, perhaps? Even Sophia’s name crossed my mind at some point. Did she know that I’ve been with William?Whatever the reason, I took the lab results as a godsend. My secret was safe! “See?” I said with a scoff. “It’s just you being paranoid. Can I see my father now?”William dared to look furious despite having gotten the results he’d asked for. What right did he have to be angry at me now? “We agreed to a week,” he scowled, backing up towards the door with Geo
William’s POV:The second I was done with Martin, I snatched up the phone and called my assistant to get the location of Caroline’s deadbeat father. It turned out he was in another hospital, pathetically lying there in a deep coma. Regardless of my feelings about him, he was my key to finally figuring out the mystery that was Caroline’s diagnosis. Thankfully I still had our old marriage certificate in the glove compartment of our vehicle. I slipped it out and strolled inside the hospital that Thomas West was currently staying at.I smoothly laid down the certificate in front of the attendant and put on my most charming voice. “Hey, I need to get a patient transferred.”The woman gave me a polite smile. “Transferred? Who?”“My father-in-law, Thomas West,” I replied, watching her type away at her computer. I donned a somber face, pretending to be in mourning. “My wife, Caroline, has been grief-stricken since he was admitted, so I’m here in her stead.”The attendant’s eyes were tinted w
Caroline’s POV:My world was spinning out of control. I could feel myself fading in and out of consciousness as it felt like my whole body was on fire. I couldn’t even muster up the strength to flush the toilet and wash away all that blood. I didn’t fight William when he carefully lifted me into his arms and ran out of the room with me. My body was ablaze with pain to where I was blocking out the world around me.With the blood in the toilet, there was no hiding the disease ravaging my body. Laden was a smart man who would be able to tell that throwing up such an obscene amount of blood was a sign of something much more dire than just common stomach irritation.Now laid out on the bed, I endeavored to fall into blissful sleep. I would need plenty of rest when I had to face William’s ensuing anger. I let my eyes slip shut, freely ignoring all of William’s panicked shouting so that I could rest peacefully.Another dream came to me, but this time, everything was perfect.In this perfect
Caroline’s POV:William stood stock still with a mixture of shock and anger scrawled over his face. He must have overheard Laden speaking, but from the confusion that flitted over his expression, he clearly hadn’t heard everything. I scrambled to find anything that would calm him down and get him to leave. This was a private conversation between Laden and I, and William was the unwelcome eavesdropper. As I struggled to string together the right words, William came forward and seized his friend by the collar. Laden’s eyes were blown wide with shock and betrayal. “Hey!” he shouted, tugging uselessly at William’s arms. “What are you doing, man? Get off of me!”William was too filled with emotion to listen to reason. “You were the one who sent the test results, Laden,” he growled. “Why were they different? What do you mean by ‘serious illness’?”The doctor’s frantic gaze filled with confusion. “What are you even talking about? Let me see the report. You must be overreacting or something
Caroline’s POV:I stared at William disbelievingly, his words ringing in my ears. They were said with such vitriol that one would think I was his worst enemy.William’s behavior was as to be expected: a kind and generous man one second, but when he doesn’t get what he wants, he explodes in a ball of rage. He fought tooth and nail to keep me in his apartment for a week, only to selfishly turn his back on his own sense of hospitality. I felt burned by his cruelty. This man had callously betrayed our marriage for a dishonest woman. He never trusted me even for a second, even though I was endlessly faithful to him for nearly two years. Even today, the thought of hurting him made me sick, and yet he falsely accused me of stringing him along just for sympathy.William rescinding my stay in cold blood was just another spit in the face in a long line of insults. After so much of his hellish behavior, I was numb to his actions now.“You’re acting like that’s some sort of punishment,” I coldly
Caroline’s POV:The horrific sight of my father being wheeled into the operating room had fear gripping my heart. My father must have been terribly injured in some sort of accident to require surgery, but how? “Dad?” I worriedly called, hurriedly following them into the operating room to demand answers. I was swiftly halted by one of the nurses, who slipped in front of me with a raised hand. “Whoa there, ma’am. This is for medical staff only. We’re going to have to ask you to wait out here.”Tears sprung in my eyes at being so coldly denied. Why couldn’t they understand that I needed to see him? “What happened? What’s wrong with my father?” I pleaded for answers, my voice trembling. “Please, tell me. He’s the only family I have left.”Donning a look of sympathy, she endeavored to answer, but was cut off when one of the doctors frantically called her name. Her sigh was strained as she threw me a condoling look. “Listen, I can’t answer all your questions right now, but your father has
William’s POV:Ever since my nasty argument with Sophia, she outright refused to contact me for several days. Was she actually angry with me? I wanted to go and be with my darling, but dealing with Caroline’s illness and her stubbornness had made that difficult.A pleasant surprise overtook me when Sophia called me while I was with Caroline. Hearing the pain in her voice as the lamented missing George sent a sting of sympathy in my gut. Despite the irritation I felt with Caroline still in the room, I tried my best to speak gently to my love.My heart ached for her, but something didn’t feel right about my girlfriend. She’d mysteriously disappeared for several days without a drop of explanation, and she hadn’t even taken little George with her. Instead, she coldly dropped him off at my parents’ house without even telling me, running off to some unknown location. Now she was pleading for him back?Her strange behavior bothered me, and I’d tirelessly tried to contact Sophia for some sort
Caroline’s POV:My gaze, steeped in suspicion, remained locked on William’s Caller ID. Was it really William who tried to kill my father? If so, what could I even do? He was rich and powerful and got everything he wanted with just a snap of his fingers. In the eyes of the media, I was just a pathetic ex-wife.If William really was capable of coldly murdering my father, why did he choose today of all days? He fully knew I was eager to see my dad as soon as possible. Maybe this brutal attempt on my dad’s life was retribution for the “lies” he claimed I was feeding him. It seemed unreal to blame my ex-husband for my father’s frighteningly close death, but it was the only logical explanation that appeared in my mind. William was the only suspect who knew the secret of my father’s private location, after all.I couldn’t stand my own swirling thoughts anymore. I needed answers or else I would have another breakdown. Without a second thought, I hurriedly punched in William’s number.After t