Chapter 8
Merrick woke up to the sharp smell of hospital disinfectant.
The moment he opened his eyes, his consciousness was confused, but those words echoed repeatedly in his mind. “Never see each other
His throat was dry, and he wanted to speak but couldn’t make a sound.
The next second, he saw Liliane sitting by the bed–the woman who had once seemed gentle and obedient, whom he thought needed protection, but who now looked haggard with red–rimmed eyes, clutching a court summons
“Merrick, you’re finally awake.” Her voice was hoarse, tears in her eyes. “Those charges–I really can’t bear them. Only you can save me now, only you can protect me and the pup.”
He sat up silently, looking at her coldly. “You still have the nerve to mention the pup?”
Liliane froze. “I really do love you. I was just too afraid of losing you.”
“Afraid of losing me?” Merrick laughed coldly. “So you fabricated accusations, staged a fake suicide, framed others, even used a pup’s life as a tool?”
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“Liliane’s tears fell. “I just w
wanted a home, wanted you.”
Merrick cut her off. “Do you deserve it?”
His voice wasn’t loud, but each word was ice–cold and piercing. “You think because you’re pitiful I’ll soften? I’d rather have never met You than be dragged into this hell by you.”
Liliane’s face went pale, her body shaking violently. “Merrick, please, save me and the pup.
“Get out.” Merrick spat out.
She froze
Merrick closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his gaze was sharp as a blade. “You and your so–called ‘pup‘ have nothing do with me. Remember this–what you owe Lina, you’ll never be able to repay in a lifetime.”
After saying this, he got out of bed, pulled out his IV, and despite the severe pain, put on his coat.
“Where are you going?“ Liliane asked in panic.
Ignoring the healer’s attempts to stop him, Merrick rushed out with heavy footsteps echoing in the corridor.
When he heard that Lina was about to leave the country, he drove frantically while calling her phone again and again, yet no one
“Lina, please, answer me just once. His vision blurred, and he didn’t notice the large truck coming around the curve ahead.
The thunderous sound tore through the rainy night as blood slowly dripped from his forehead
With eyes wide open and lips slightly parted, he made no sound while his mind went blank and countless voices interweaved in his cars, everything becoming blurry
nutmuted bæer namie, a final gentle tear in his eyes
Hours later, Merrick was wheeled into the sergery to severe head trauma, collapsed chest, life hanging by a thread.
At the altport. I had just checked my luggage when my phone it up with a text from je He was in a serious car accident and is being resuscitated)
Standing at the boarding gate, my fingertips trembled slightly
A mument later, I put away my phone, my face expressianiess
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