"Prepare for the surgery. Make sure it’s clean—leave no traces. I don’t want him to suffer more than necessary when he wakes up."
The doctor left in silence.
Virginia picked up her phone and sent a voice message to her assistant.
"Did the driver say anything? Make sure he doesn’t. Stick to the deal—give his family two million and move them out of the city. Bryan can’t know."
Tears welled in my eyes, soaking into the pillow.
Virginia continued wiping my body with warm water, again and again.
Yet, I couldn’t stop shivering.
So, the wedding I had dreamed of for five years was nothing more than a stepping stone for Hugh.
That car accident was no accident at all.
She had been clearing the path for Hugh—eliminating me, the obstacle.
The happiness and love I believed in were all illusions.
Lies and betrayal were the only truth between us.
I struggled to open my eyes.
But before I could, anesthesia flooded my veins.
As they wheeled me toward the operating room, Virginia gently pressed a kiss to my lips.
"Be good. It’ll be over soon, Bryan. I’ll be waiting for you."
Cold, sterile instruments pierced through my body.
My shattered heart turned cold.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already back in the ward.