“I can’t believe Jada would poison Grandma. Maybe she just misunderstood us? Was this her way of… getting revenge?”
“Maybe when Grandma recovers, I should leave the country. I don’t want to come between you two.”
Walter rubbed his temples, tossed the iron aside, and touched Carmen’s forehead gently.
“This isn’t your fault, Carmen. That woman deceived me—I never saw her true face. The one who should leave is her, not you.”
“And you’re a doctor. Grandma’s life is in your hands. I promise you, once Grandma recovers, we’ll get married. Okay?”
Married?
He had once promised me—no matter what happened outside, he would never bring another woman into our lives. And now he was promising to marry someone else.
When I woke again, it was to a bucket of ice-cold water thrown over me.
Two bodyguards stood before me in suits, and between them sat Carmen, legs crossed, perched arrogantly on a chair.
“You’re awake? What a pity about that face. No wonder you managed to seduce Walter before.”
I stared up at her, my voice hoarse and pleading.
“Carmen, please call Walter. His grandmother’s poisoning wasn’t my doing. Let me out of here, please.”