It was why when we were caught in the car accident, I had willingly shoved Wales out of the way of danger. I took his place and was crushed under the wheels of the car before I lost consciousness.
The accident left me with broken legs and ruptured eardrums that led to my hearing loss. Wales had searched high and low for doctors to treat me, and I had followed their orders to the best of my ability. But nothing had worked.
A month ago, my best friend returned to Anaxia. She brought me to a doctor who was famous overseas.
The doctor told me that my eardrums were only damaged and could be healed with proper treatment. As for my legs, the bones had not been realigned properly during my first surgery. I just had to go through another operation, and the bones could be fixed into the right place.
The joy I felt was mixed with surprise. What the doctor told me was completely different from what Wales told me in the past. At the time, I still believed that he truly loved me. But now, I knew that it was his intention all along to keep me paralyzed.
Three weeks after my latest surgery, I regained my hearing. I could also stand up and walk around, albeit slowly. I had planned to surprise him at the wedding by walking down the aisle to him, walking toward the source of my happiness on my own two feet.
I had dreamed more times than I can count of hearing Wales say, “Good morning, sweetheart!” to me with my own two ears. It would be such a sweet and wonderful feeling.
But the first thing I heard when I woke up the next morning after regaining my hearing was the unmistakable sounds of Wales and Anna as they moaned sweet nothings to each other from the room next to mine.
Anna was Wales’ assistant, and they had gotten together a long time ago. In the years when I was suffering from deafness, they flirted in front of me so many times while I remained clueless.
Pain radiated from my heart, forcing me to hunch over as I hugged myself tightly. Wales’ earlier answer echoed in my mind.
Even after we got married, he would continue his clandestine relationship with Anna. To keep everything under wraps, he was willing to sacrifice my well-being and keep me as an invalid forever.
Although the winter gales were biting and burrowed deep down into my bones, the stinging cold also kept my mind clear.
I had loved Wales so deeply once that I had been willing to die for him. However, my love for him had shriveled up. I was going to prove to him through my actions that his web of lies would eventually be exposed.
I was going to show him that I would never tolerate being lied to.
