Chapter 3
Eline stared at Vincent in disbelief.
Those employees had worked for him, the shortest one for three years.
And just because she refused to eat the food Chelsea made, he wanted to fire them?
Eline clenched her fists.
Forcing herself, she stepped back to the table.
Chelsea smiled as she put food on Eline’s plate.
Every dish was spicy and oily.
When she looked at Chelsea, the woman’s smile only grew wider.
Seeing her sit down and eat, Vincent’s irritation finally faded.
He got up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her.
“Look at you, Eline. I have to threaten and bribe you just to make you
eat.”
Her stomach burned like fire, stabbing with pain, but her face stayed
calm.
She numbly put food into her mouth.
Vincent, satisfied, turned back to flirt with Chelsea.
Late that night, Vincent drove Chelsea home.
Chapter 3
Eline lay alone in bed, clutching her stomach.
Sweat drenched her clothes. Her trembling hand reached for the phone.
She accidentally dialed the emergency contact.
The call connected quickly, but before she could speak, Vincent’s rushed voice cut in, “Chelsea twisted her ankle. I’m taking her to the hospital. I’ll call you later!” Then, he hung up.
Tears mixed with sweat–soaked her face. Enduring the pain, Eline called for an ambulance.
At the hospital, they rushed her into surgery.
The operating room lights blazed on.
Her consciousness blurred from the pain. In the haze, she saw Vincent again–the boy who had always protected her since she was young.
Her parents were always busy. The nanny watched over her, but only at home.
At school, bullies locked her in the bathroom, dumped dirty water on her, and beat her up outside school. The nanny couldn’t help, and her parents‘ phones were always busy.
When she was most desperate, it was Vincent who stood in front of her, fists raised.
He smiled, pulling her out of every mess.
He’d wrapped his arm around her and forcefully set his number as her emergency contact.
He curled his lips, pinched her cheek, and said, “Eline, from now on, I’ve got your back. You better stick close!”
And she did.
She stayed by Vincent’s side for 24 years.
Whatever he did, she followed. When he needed a wife, she agreed without hesitation.
When he first took over the Dallman Group and had no trusted allies, she gave up her dreams and fought beside him in the business world.
One of her closest friends once asked, “Eline,
“Eline, aren’t you tired?
“Vincent still sees you as one of his buddies. You’ve done everything a couple would do, yet he pretends not to see it. One ‘good buddy‘ is all you ever get from him.”
Tears slid down her cheek.
Eline’s dream was over.
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On the third day in the hospital, she could finally get out of bed and walk a little.
A nurse, noticing the wedding ring on her finger, couldn’t help but speak
- up.
“You’ve been here so long. Why hasn’t your husband visited?”
Eline followed her gaze to her ring finger.
Then calmly took off the ring.
“We got divorced.”
The nurse felt awkward, mumbled a few words of comfort, then suddenly thought of something.
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“Sigh, men are all the same. But I’ve actually seen one different recently. There’s a woman in orthopedics next door. She just had a sprained ankle, but her boyfriend brought in retired top specialists. The whole hospital’s in a frenzy!”
Another nurse walked in, overheard, and joined quietly.
“Of course, it’s a frenzy. Do you know who her boyfriend is? Vincent from the Dallman Group! Even our directors respect him.
“Ugh, I’m so jealous. Who says rich men don’t have real feelings? That woman hit the jackpot.
“I heard he’s married. Could that be his wife? She must’ve saved the world in her past life to deserve this.”
Eline sat motionless on the bed, her face calm.
But inside, a bitter taste filled her chest.
She’d been married to Vincent for years.
Yet he always treated her like one of the boys.
When she got hurt, he never worried.
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Never once came to take care of her at the hospital.
“What are you doing here?”
Suddenly, a voice sounded beside her.
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