Chapter 7
As pressure grew to go abroad, Grace received daily angry texts from Hannah, cursing her.
She couldn’t care less and thought Hannah had completely lost her
mind.
The day Hannah was set to leave for overseas arrived.
Grace drove to the house on time.
Just as she was about to leave the car, she saw a pink sports car parked
at the corner through the rearview mirror. She thought she saw
Hannah’s figure in it.
Before she could think it through, the pink car suddenly revved and sped straight toward her!
The loud crash echoed through the garage.
Grace’s heart raced as if she had narrowly escaped death.
She instinctively slammed the gas pedal. In that split second, she swerved just in time to avoid the attack.
Hannah, however, couldn’t react fast enough. She crashed headfirst into the wall.
Thick smoke billowed from the wreck.
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Grace stumbled out of the car and walked to the flipped pink sports car to check on Hannah.
Inside, Hannah was still conscious, her voice barely a whisper. “Help me.”
Grace looked at her coldly, then called the hospital and police. “Hello, there’s been a car accident here.”
Outside the hospital’s emergency room.
“According to the surveillance footage, Hannah indeed hit you. Do you want to sue, or would you prefer to settle?”
Hearing the officer’s question, Grace glanced at quiet Owen before speaking in a hushed voice. “Thank you for your concern. Can I handle this later?”
Owen seemed to ignore their conversation. He stood there like a statue, completely still. His cold eyes were fixed on the red light above the emergency room door, unmoving.
Once the police left, Grace approached Owen and spoke softly, “She should be okay.”
“Shut up!”
Owen’s cold, restrained shout froze Grace in place, leaving her speechless.
This was the first time she had seen Owen lose control like this.
The hallway was eerily quiet.
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After a long moment, Owen still didn’t look at her. His lips parted slightly. “You knew she wasn’t well. Why did you keep pushing her to leave?”
An absurd feeling surged in Grace’s chest.
Just a moment ago, Owen had heard the police say it was Hannah who hit her, but his first reaction was to blame her.
Grace’s voice came out hoarse. “She almost killed me, and you’re blaming me for forcing her to leave?”
Owen remained silent.
Grace’s heart sank. Her body grew colder with every passing second, the chill seeping into her very bones.
The doctor who had come out of the emergency room broke the
silence.
“The patient is fine. She has a broken leg, though. She’ll need three months of recovery.”
Grace clearly saw Owen breathe a sigh of relief. But then, the doctor turned to her, frowning. “Why haven’t you had your hand checked? Your fingers look like they’re broken.”
Grace blinked in surprise.
She looked down and saw her ring finger and pinky bent at an odd angle. Only then did she feel sharp and sudden pain in her fingers.
Before she could respond, Owen cut her off.
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“Can I see the patient now?”
Grace froze, her heart aching with a sharp, painful twist.
The suffocating weight of the moment crashed down her like a wave, pushing the pain in her fingers away even if for a moment.
“Okay.”
After receiving the doctor’s approval, Owen didn’t glance at Grace as he walked past her into the room.
Grace stood still, pale and frozen. Then she turned and walked to the orthopedic department alone to get her fingers treated.
Because of the accident, Hannah’s plans to go abroad were put on hold.
Even the usually tough Leila softened her tone.
She called Grace, trying to persuade her. “We’re all family now. From now on, you should try to get along with Hannah. She’s learned her lesson, and she’s still in the hospital. Go visit her and show some
concern.”
Every word felt like a slap to Grace. Her throat tightened, and it took a long moment before she squeezed out a single word.
“Okay.”
Grace bought some things like a walking corpse and headed to the hospital to visit Hannah.
The door to the hospital room was slightly ajar.
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Just as Grace was about to push it open, she heard Hannah’s spoiled voice from inside.
“It hurts so much! I don’t want to eat this anymore. You eat it for me.”
Through the door crake, Grace saw Owen, who usually had a thing for cleanliness. Now, he was gently eating the fruit that Hannah had
eaten.
Hannah smiled coyly, continuing to play the victim. “It still hurts. Kiss me, and it’ll stop hurting.”
She tilted her head up, ready to kiss him.
And this time, Owen didn’t push her away.
Grace stood at the door like a wooden statue. She wondered if she’d be
stuck watching this scene for the rest of her life.
She was Owen’s wife, but she couldn’t escape that door.
She couldn’t even remember how she had left.
That night, Grace lay awake in bed, slowly decaying like a corpse washed up on the shore.
Hannah was discharged from the hospital a week later and returned to the Morgan’s house.
She sat in a wheelchair, her foot in a cast, provocatively smiling at Grace. “Grace, it looks like I’ll be troubling you again.”
Grace glanced at her and then at Owen, who was pushing the wheelchair.
She calmly said, “Did you forget what you said before?”
For a moment, the two locked eyes. Owen’s expression shifted before coldly replying, “If you can’t stand being here, you’re free to leave.”
