All Chapters of A Sick Romance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

She confidently dialed the number right in front of me.It was picked up quickly, and a cold male voice came through. "I'm in a meeting. I'll call you back later."The call ended in just two seconds, the voice distant and indifferent. I didn't have time to say a word, but I could recognize Felix's voice.Darcy yanked my hair and slapped my face with her phone. "Did you hear that? This is my man's number. It seems you weren't very thorough!"The pain in my scalp made me wince, and I couldn't stop myself from shoving her away. "Is it that unusual to have two numbers? Why don't you just call the number and ask?" As soon as Darcy's three lackeys saw that I was resisting, they rushed over to beat me, eager to show off their strength."You're just a mistress, and you're talking like you're his wife! How dare you lay a hand on Darcy. She's going to be Mrs. Palmer. You're just asking for a beating!""How could you just pick some random number and claim it's Mr. Palmer's? Are you that

Darcy fluttered into Felix's arms like a butterfly, completely changing from the vicious woman who had just tormented me. She spoke in a sweet, almost childlike voice, “Babe, where have you been? If I hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have known someone snuck in here trying to seduce you!“You won’t believe what that awful woman was doing when she snuck into your house. Just look at the mess she made! But don’t worry. I’ve already taught her a lesson!” Darcy grabbed a handful of my ragged hair and yanked me toward Felix’s feet, pushing the blame onto me once more. She even kicked me as she spoke.“Babe, look, she’s already apologized. Just make her pay a fine and be done with it,” she added, trying to play the innocent angel, her face as sweet as could be.Felix looked at me, covered in blood and disfigured beyond recognition, and didn't even recognize me. To him, I was just an intruder who had ruined everything. His eyes burned with rage and madness.“Get rid of her. Make sure she doesn’t d

Felix continued to try and repair our relationship, much like the sunflowers he’d plant every time we moved to a new place.“Felicity, it’s going to get better. Once you’re well, I’ll take you back home, plant the sunflowers you love, and we’ll paint together again,” he promised.I glanced down at my hand, still immobile. Could I even paint anymore?Felix, sensing my doubt, spoke again with unwavering determination, “It will get better. I’ll make you well, and I’ll make those who hurt you pay for what they did.”Right now, I was more worried about my grandmother. She should have been discharged by now. I had missed my chance to pick her up from the hospital. I couldn’t face her looking like this. All I could do was beg Felix not to tell her, and to wait until I was better before seeing her again.But that day, I received a video from an unfamiliar number.In the video, a group of people surrounded my grandmother, whose hair was completely white, and threw rotten vegetable leave

But what followed was more torture and pain. Before that, a video was posted online where she admitted she was the real mistress. Public opinion quickly shifted, and those who had once attacked me now turned their venom on Darcy. It was laughable. They thought this would somehow cover up the fact that they had caused an elderly woman's death. Felix thought this would wash away his sins, but he had done irreparable damage. Not every mistake can be fixed with an apology. Even if I sought revenge, it wouldn't erase my hatred or make him feel the same pain. I remained cold, watching everything unfold with unshakable bitterness. None of them were innocent. Felix looked at me with a pleading expression, trying to please me. "Felicity, you don't need to get your hands dirty. I'll take care of everything." He didn't want me to see the bloody aftermath, so he made sure to send me to the car. Later, I found out he had locked them in the villa, forcing them to fight each other to the de