Melody's brow twitched."Capture the entire process of throwing her into the sea. I want the Nolan family to witness how their beloved Miss Melody meets her end at the bottom of the sea!" the man's voice gradually faded.Listening to the receding voice, Melody guessed that the man with the mechanical voice had departed."Hurry up and set up the camera. We need to record the whole process," a man said.The sea breeze blew as the normal-toned voice of the man beside Melody persisted. Her bound hands slowly crept into her pocket behind their blind spot.Back pressed against the ship's side, she strategically placed her hands out of their view. Struggling, Melody shifted her hand's position, the rope burns on her wrists marking red rings.She bit her lips, exerting herself, finally managing to reach the sachet in her pocket."Okay, throw her into the sea quickly so we can finish and leave," a man said.Hearing footsteps on the deck closing in, she gritted her teeth. When she was su
He had said it before that even if he had to risk his life, as long as she could forgive him, it wouldn't matter. Her being safe and sound was all that mattered.A figure in black charged forward, but Christopher swiftly kicked him to the ground.Turning to Philip, Christopher yelled, "Get her out of here now! If you don't leave, the three of us will die on this ship!"Seeing more people closing in behind them and the increasing blaze on the cruise ship, Philip clenched his teeth and grabbed Melody's hand. "Let's go. He can handle this."Melody's face went pale, trying to reach out for Christopher's hand. "We leave together!" Seeing her worried expression, Christopher smiled. He pushed Melody away gently. "Don't worry, I'll be fine."As she was pushed back a few steps, she looked up and saw that he was already engaged in a fight with the group.Lowering her gaze, she stared at the bracelet she had just taken off his wrist. A pink crystal glowing faintly. It was the same one she
Melody pushed open a room's door, and her eyes widened. "Christopher!"Upon seeing him, her heart trembled violently. Christopher lay in a pool of blood, his suit soaked in a dark color, crimson blood gushing out, his face pale as paper.She rushed forward, sealing his several acupuncture points to stop the bleeding. There was no time to waste. They hurriedly rushed him to the hospital.Upon arrival, the doctors were shocked by his injuries.The doctor's face was filled with urgency. "Quick! Take the patient to the emergency room!" Melody felt her mind go blank. She leaned against the wall to prevent herself from collapsing.However, she forced herself to remain calm. "I have medical skills. I can assist in the surgery." The doctor glanced at her injured hand, hesitating. "Your hand is also injured. If you participate in the surgery, you might not be able to handle the tools properly."Melody looked at her bruised hand, and overwhelming despair flooding over her."I'll guide
Natasha entered the hospital room, hearing her mother's harsh criticism."Mom, please hold back on those comments," she said with a frown. "How is Mel responsible for Chris's accident? Don't blame her for everything."As she gazed at her brother, who was lying on the hospital bed, Natasha struggled to grasp that the person who had cared for her days ago was now bedridden. An outpouring of sorrow overcame her."It's my fault he's hurt," Melody interjected calmly, cutting off Natasha.Olivia stood up abruptly and fixed an angry glare on Melody."My son is in this state because of you. If he doesn't recover, I won't forgive you!" she declared, her eyes brimming with loathing.Olivia's chest heaved with agitation, anger and fury welled up in her eyes, and she seemed like she wanted to tear Melody to shreds."I'll accept full blame," Melody stated.Her face had lost its customary sharpness and appeared tired.She was not in the mood to argue with Olivia. Melody only wished for Chri
Olivia came to the hospital with a homemade, nutritious meal, originally planning to give it to Natasha. However, she recalled that Melody had been looking after Christopher for the past few days.She pondered with suspicion. It was time to uncover her true intentions. Several days had passed, and her true nature would have revealed itself by now.With a snort of disdain, she redirected herself and headed to Christopher's hospital ward.The corridor was quite empty, with only a few people walking by.Olivia did not immediately go into the room but instead stood quietly at the door, taking out her camera to record the scene inside. She had a perfect view of Melody's face and every action she took.Inside, Melody stretched her stiff neck and fetched a basin of warm water to gently cleanse Christopher's face and neck.Gazing at his pale face, she murmured, "Chris, when are you going to wake up? I don't want to be in your debt."The room remained silent, with no sign of Christopher
Melody swiftly summoned a doctor to assess Christopher's condition.Following a comprehensive check-up, the doctor gently informed her, "All of his vital signs seem normal, but there's no indication of him regaining consciousness. Ms. Nolan, could you have been mistaken?"Melody, confident in what she observed, assured, "No, I wasn't mistaken."The doctor exhaled a sigh, acknowledging her certainty."I'll take a look at him."She retrieved a set of silver needles she always carried and carefully inserted one into an acupuncture point on his wrist.The needle entered his skin smoothly. Soon, his wrist was almost fully covered in silver needles.The doctor looked on, bewildered. He pondered whether this was an attempt to rouse the patient. In cases of vegetative states, the patient's brain often loses all consciousness, unable to perceive anything internally or externally.As the doctor was about to mention the futility of her actions, he noticed that Melody was deep in her con
Melody grabbed a wet towel. She vigorously wiped Christopher's face, even as it left red marks on his skin.He was enthralled by her soft whispers before experiencing a searing pain on his face that felt like someone was scraping off his skin.Realizing that his ruse had been discovered, he raised his numb hand to seize Melody's wrist, which caused havoc on his face.His eyes abruptly opened.The sudden exposure to light blinded him temporarily. He closed his eyes for a moment to adjust before opening them again."Do you enjoy pretending to be in a coma? Is it fun to fool me? Don't you realize…" how much I worried about you.Melody restrained herself from saying the words that were on the tip of her tongue."I just woke up," Christopher's voice rasped, laden with a mix of hoarseness and subtle resentment."Stop lying to me! You don't appear to have just woken up," Melody challenged his pretense.Taking in her lively expression, Christopher allowed a small smile and replied soo
"I've been lying in bed for too long, my legs felt stiff."Christopher remarked, casting a side glance at the person next to him, his eyes gleaming with a faint smile."You've been taking care of me for quite a while. How about we go for a walk?" he suggested.Sensing his underlying motive, Melody kept her face expressionless and retorted coldly, "If walking is difficult for you, you should stay in your room and rest.""I need some fresh air, or I’ll feel like I’m wasting away here," Christopher complained, looking somewhat dejected."If a walk is what you need, I can ask a nurse to accompany you," Melody said nonchalantly, giving a quick look at Jasmine, who was standing not far off.After saying this, she released his hand and walked away.When she let go, Christopher nearly fell because his legs were still weak.As Melody walked off, he grumbled to himself about her heartlessness.Biting his lip in determination, Christopher bore the pain in his knees and followed her.Hea