"Listen to me. I had really nothing to do with that fire back then. Jensen told the warden to slander me. Ask him when he wakes up if you don't believe me.""That is enough!" Kisa flung his hand away in disgust, shaking her head in disbelief, her face filled with hatred and disappointment. "I can't believe that you still want to frame him after you have caused so much harm to him. Just how wicked are you?"'She says I'm wicked? How familiar! Just like how I used to say the same thing to her in the same tone of voice and expression. The chickens have come home to roost. It is a punishment handed down by God.'And no matter how badly they both argued, Mia still sat motionless in her chair, her hands staked on the seat clenched into fists, with traces of blood oozing out of them. Her body was tense, and she stared unblinkingly at the emergency room doors.The doors to the emergency room finally opened, and Mia immediately stood up. Perhaps she had sat for too long. Her legs were stiff
Mia spoke suddenly, her voice slow, deep, and even a little emotionless. "The broken glass pierced him. When he was brought here, he was badly wounded and covered in blood."Kisa, whose face was pale, was staggering in her steps. 'How much pain did he endure, with so many wounds on his body?' she asked in her mind.Mia tilted her head and took a breath, murmuring, "The doctor says he's not looking good."Kisa pursed her lips, guilt weighing her down.'Jensen is injured because of me; it was all because of me. I hate myself—hating myself for being so easily gullible to Gilbert's lies and falling into his honey trap. I could do nothing to atone for my sin if Jensen couldn't make it.'She gritted her teeth as her hatred for Gilbert grew stronger. She told herself that she would make that ruthless man pay for what he had done, no matter what."You were the one who told Gilbert about finding the warden, weren't you?" Mia suddenly asked Kisa, not like a question, but more like sarcasm
The man put his arms around her waist and sneered, "Is the story about Jensen falling into the river so interesting that it is worth watching it over and over again?"Lea was holding her phone with a trembling hand. "W-Why is this happening?""Who knows? I guess Jensen just has bad luck. By the looks of things, he is just a short-lived git." Anthony snorted carelessly. Seeing Lea's face pale as a ghost, her body trembling as if unable to accept this fact, Anthony frowned with a flash of suspicion and viciousness on his face."Aaaaah!" Lea suddenly cried out, the phone in her hand dropping off onto the carpet beside the bed.The man pulled at her hair, forcing her to look up. "You seem to be very heartbroken after Jensen fell into the river. Have you taken a liking to him after just being Kisa's assistant for a while?"Lea shook her head but instantly gasped in pain as her hair was being pulled at. Her trembling voice was laden with sobs. "I-I didn't. I didn't take a liking to him.
Anthony's action halted, his ghastly eyes narrowing suspiciously. "What do you mean?"Lea said nothing, just cried in misery, her pale face full of guilt.Anthony had no patience. He grasped her neck and asked, "You better tell me clearly what you did behind my back again.""I-I just told Gilbert that Jensen was going to hide that warden at the south side of the mountain. I didn't know this would happen. It is my fault for whatever happened to Jensen and Gilbert. I shouldn't have talked too much. It is all my fault."A flash of fury crept up on Anthony's face as he heard this. "How dare you f*cking spoil our plan? Did I treat you too well all this time that you dare to betray me?" He growled, tightening his grasp on her neck.Lea sobbed uncontrollably. She did not struggle, just cried with guilt. "I was wrong. Kisa must hate me. What should I do? How could this happen? I just thought it would resolve the misunderstanding between Gilbert and Kisa when Gilbert found the warden. But
She trudged to the window, then took out her cigarette pack and lighter with trembling hands. It was late at night, and no one would care that she was smoking in the hospital. She lit a cigarette and had just taken a drag when Peter, dressed in a protective suit, came out of the emergency room.Kisa hurriedly went up to him. "How's it going?"Peter shook his head. "They are still trying to revive him. Everyone looks so serious. I don't know how the situation is."Mia leaned against the wall and was somewhat feeble. She held the cigarette tightly and said nothing.Kisa was worried about Peter's condition as he had just donated blood, so she helped him to sit on a chair so he could rest for a while, but Peter frowned and shook off her hand. "What are you doing?" As he said that, he glanced at Jolina, but Jolina did not look at him at all."You have just had a blood transfusion, so go rest for a while," Kisa said."No, I didn't have a blood transfusion," Peter said and hurriedly exp
"Mr. Kooper!" Jolina shouted subconsciously, looking anxiously at Kisa.However, Kisa remained indifferent and abhorrent. In her eyes, whatever Gilbert was doing at the moment was all a show, and he was so good at acting that he could fool everyone. Now she told herself she would not and would never fall for it again.Peter could not help but say to Kisa, " You have actually misunderstood him. As much as he didn't want me to talk about it, I couldn't keep quiet anymore."Kisa said nothing, her face remaining taut and sullen."I wanted to donate blood to Jensen, but Gilbert kept asking Kelvin to draw his blood like a madman. Kelvin said that he had reached his limit and would be detrimental to his body if he continued to do this. Kelvin was supposed to have me donate blood to Jensen, but Gilbert wouldn't let him take my blood and said I could replace him when no more blood could be drawn from him. He was like a man possessed," Peter said."So what?" Kisa asked indifferently, "What
Madalyn pursed her lips and then said, "It was Davian who brought you back." A flash of anger crept up on her face. "You wanted to kill yourself, didn't you? The doctor said you lost too much blood. If you don't take care of yourself now, you will get yourself killed.""But Jensen isn't out of danger yet. No matter how much blood he needs, I'm willing to donate it to him." Gilbert murmured, his bleary eyes staring vacantly at the ceiling. 'Kisa hates me for a reason. The other things aside, it was my pursuit that caused Jensen's accident. If I hadn't been chasing, he wouldn't have fallen into the river.' He felt powerless at the thought of this indisputable fact, feeling his explanation weak and empty. He rubbed his forehead in dismay, questioning himself. 'Why wasn't I the one who met with such an accident? Would Kisa be anxious, instead of hating me so much as she does now if this happens to me?'Seeing his expression, Madalyn quickly asked, "What's wrong? You feel unwell?" Gilbert
Davian spoke indignantly before realizing that he had talked inappropriately. He glanced at Gilbert, only to see Gilbert staring blankly at the ceiling with no expression on his face. Davian was relieved. He thought his speaking out of turn had upset Gilbert."Mr. Kooper, you...""Leave me alone." Gilbert suddenly said with little emotion in his voice. He sounded rather calm and somewhat eerie.Davian asked worriedly, "Are you all right, Mr. Kooper?""Get out and leave me alone."Davian pursed his lips and headed outside.After Davian left, Gilbert closed his eyes, and tears instantly trickled down from the corners of his eyes. 'All she has left of me now is disgust and hatred and even a wish for my death. Now that the warden is dead and Jensen is in a coma, how else can I explain to her?' The sense of powerlessness left him with a deep sense of despair. It was a feeling that was worse than dying. How he wished he was the one, not Jensen, lying unconscious in the hospital now..