Chapter 4

I woke up again in a hospital room. My lower abdomen felt hollow, as if a chunk of flesh had been forcibly carved out, and my entire body ached as though I’d ​​been run over by a heavy truck.

Before I could fully gather my wits, the chattering voices of nurses drifted in from the hallway.

“Hey, did you see that couple in the room next door?”

“I did! She didn’t want to take her medicine, so he coaxed her gently and kept bringing her all sorts of fun little gifts. He said the hospital was too dreary.”

“And they’re such a good-looking pair; the guy looks just like a public figure. I think he’s the CEO of the Hayes Group...”

I listened to the conversation calmly; not a single ripple of emotion stirred within me. A moment later, I took out my phone, removed Lucas’s number from my emergency contacts, and blocked him without a second thought.

Then, I sent a message to that number, telling him to come to the hospital and take me away. Just as I finished, the door suddenly opened: It was Lucas.

Seeing me sitting on the hospital bed, a flash of disgust crossed his eyes. “You’re putting on quite an act.”

I ignored him. Having just undergone a life-or-death surgery, I felt a profound sense of calm and had no energy to argue with him. “Is there something you need?”

Lucas was visibly taken aback by my reaction. Recovering his composure, he sneered, “Do you think this will make me back down? Not a chance.”

He spoke with a condescending air. “Because of you, Maya suffered complications with her pregnancy. Even though she doesn’t intend to hold you accountable, I’m going to make sure she gets what she’s entitled to.”

I looked at Lucas, and for the first time, I found the situation amusing. Love was truly a strange thing; even someone as intelligent as Lucas could lose the ability to distinguish truth from falsehood because of it.

“So, what do you want to do?” My voice remained completely flat.

My reaction clearly infuriated him. Lucas stepped forward and grabbed my wrist. “I want that ‘Blackwood Estate’ property registered in your name.”

His expression was grim, and he continued, “To make amends to Maya.”

I was stunned for a moment. “Blackwood Estate” was the first property Lucas had ever given me, a gift for our first wedding anniversary.

I understood his intentions. Lucas wanted to provoke me; he wanted to see my anger, to see me compromise and apologize to Maya because of it.

But he was mistaken. I simply stared at his face, slightly distorted by anger, and said slowly, “Fine.”

I took out the divorce agreement and continued, “Then let’s transfer the title to your name first.”

As I spoke, a look of sheer astonishment flashed across Lucas’s face. “Good, good, good.”

He picked up the pen and signed without a moment’s hesitation, not even glancing at the document. “You’re really willing to part with things this time, aren’t you?”

Only then did I notice that the ring on his ring finger was no longer our wedding band, but a childish cartoon ring.

As he finished the final stroke, Lucas’s expression turned icy. “When the baby is born, you, as the elder, ought to give a gift, shouldn’t you? That silver bracelet on your wrist, give it to the child as a token for their safety.”

I looked down at the bracelet. It was an eighteenth-birthday gift Lucas had given me back when we were young.

All these years, I had worn it faithfully. But now, I simply removed it with a blank expression and handed it to him.

“You’re right. I’ll give it to the child,” I said without hesitation.

This time, Lucas’s anger exploded; his voice rose sharply. “Sienna! Are you deliberately giving me an attitude?! You agree with everything I say! So if I say ‘divorce,’ do you agree to that too?!”

At those words, the hospital room fell silent for a moment. Lucas and I were both stunned. Finally, I simply nodded and replied, “Fine, I agree.”

“Impossible!” He cut me off, his eyes burning crimson. “Sienna, don’t even think about it! You will never leave me, not in this lifetime!”

With that, he stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Unlike his rage, as I looked at the divorce agreement in my hands, I felt nothing but a sense of liberation.

Lucas, from this moment on, I no longer need you to leave your mark on any part of my life.

I quickly gathered my things, left the hospital room, and got into the car waiting to take me away.

The man in the driver’s seat gazed deeply at me. “Sienna, I’ve waited so many years for this moment. I’ve finally got you back.”

***

Meanwhile, elsewhere, Lucas stormed back into Maya’s hospital room. No sooner had he sat down than Maya looked over with a worried expression. “Lucas, are you alright?”

He rubbed his temples irritably and replied, “I’m fine.”

Lucas placed Sienna’s belongings on the table and gritted out. “She’s really something this time; playing the ‘hard-to-get’ game with me, is she?”

Before he could finish, Maya interrupted him, sounding slightly delighted, “Lucas, did you two get a divorce?!”

Lucas paused, then turned to look at Maya with a dark expression. “Didn’t I tell you not to try and threaten me with the child? I love Sienna, and I am not going to divorce her.”

Maya’s smile froze as she looked down at the divorce agreement. “Then what is this?”

“It’s just the property...”

He stopped mid-sentence. His face turned deathly pale the moment he actually looked at the document!