about? I know exactly what kind of person my sister is. I’m warning you, if you dare lay another finger on her, I’ll make you pay for it! And the rest of you, say one more word, and I’ll make you regret it for the rest of your lives!”
Grant stepped in front of me too. His gaze was firm as he said, “Mom, I believe in Ashlyn. I will never divorce her. Mom, please don’t disturb Ashlyn again. If you’re going to force me to divorce her, you’ll lose me as your son.”
Mrs. Sanders was so furious that her eyes rolled back. She nearly fainted on the spot.
I let out a silent, bitter laugh. Such noble words. Such a touching show of loyalty.
This was clearly part of their plan. They were the ones who ruined me, who made the whole world spit on me and call me a shameless woman.
This way, even if people found out that Jessie’s baby was actually Grant’s, no one would blame them.
This was the man I loved, and this was how far he was ready to go to destroy me.
Neither he nor my brother stopped to consider even for a second if what they were doing would break my heart.
Just as they wanted, I became the woman everyone pointed at in disgust. At last, I was no longer standing in Jessie’s way.
Tears rolled down my face, but I could not even begin to explain the weight of the injustice I felt.
The violent struggle tore my wound open again. Blood quickly soaked the pristine white sheets.
“Ashlyn! Ashlyn!” someone was shouting in a panic. It was Jeremy. He was shouting like a madman and calling for a doctor.
“Hurry! Where’s the doctor? My sister’s bleeding out. If anything happens to her, I swear I’ll hold all of you responsible!”
“She’s better off dead! A woman like her doesn’t deserve to live!” Mrs. Sanders spat out, but someone quickly dragged her out of the room.
My mind went blank. My whole body throbbed in agony.
It hurt so much I could barely breathe.
When I woke again, there was no one by my side.
Through the thin walls, I vaguely heard a doctor speaking. It was then that I realized that they had arranged for Jessie to stay in the room right next to mine.
With great effort, I managed to find my phone. The internet was flooded with vicious attacks aimed at me and waves of sympathy for Grant.
I forced myself to look away.
Instead, I reached out to a number I had saved but never messaged before. [I’ve made up my mind. I’d like to be one of the first test subjects.]
The reply came almost instantly. [Don’t you still have family? Are they okay with this? You know the drug is still in early development. It’s never been tested on humans.]
I did not hesitate. [All you need to know is that I consent. You said that if I agreed, you’d fulfill one wish of mine. I want you to fake my death. Make it look like an accident.]
This time, it took a long while before a message came back.
[Deal.]
