The wound near my eye couldn't be treated with anesthesia. As the doctor stitched me up with a furrowed brow, I felt no physical pain.
All I could hear was the conversation between Brandon and Karina as they left.
Karina, annoyed, said, "So what if I did it on purpose? Why did you buy her such an expensive ring?"
Brandon, showing a patience he never had for me, gently consoled her. "The ring I gave her was fake. The real one has been sent for re-setting; only you deserve such a beautiful diamond."
"At first, I was drawn to her looks and wanted to have some fun, but I've long grown tired of her. Don't worry, I would never marry such a filthy woman," he added.
Every word pierced my heart like countless needles. I was overwhelmed by despair.
As I wrestled with my emotions, Brandon suddenly called. "Serena, you were reckless yourself. How dare you wrong Karina for no reason? Get back here and apologize to her immediately! Otherwise, forget about us getting married."
That casual remark shattered me, and tears streamed down my face.