Chapter 6

Stella's POV

The ambulance siren pierced the night sky.

I sat on a bench in the hospital corridor, my hands clenched into fists. On his way to chase after Vivian, Ethan had gotten into a car accident because he was driving too fast.

From the end of the corridor came Vivian's anguished crying. Medical staff rushed past pushing a gurney. Ethan lay on it, his white shirt soaked with blood, his handsome face completely pale.

Vivian clutched his hand tightly, crying heartbrokenly. "I'm sorry... it's all my fault... I shouldn't have thrown a tantrum and left..."

Ethan weakly raised his hand and wiped away her tears with his fingertips. "As long as you don't leave, I'm willing to do anything..."

My heart clenched violently. I turned and quickly left. I didn't want to watch anymore, didn't dare to watch. My heart had died completely.

In the following days, I stayed at the hospital caring for Dad. Dad's condition finally stabilized. I knew it was time to leave.

Before leaving, I went to a church in the suburbs. The church was very quiet in the early morning. I sat there peacefully, silently crying. Slowly, all the moments I'd shared with Ethan began replaying in my mind. The wishes Ethan had made when shooting stars passed also appeared before me one by one.

"May Stella be happy and safe. From Ethan"

"Praying for Stella's health. From Ethan"

"I hope Stella can come to like me. From Ethan"

Everything from the past slowly turned black and white before me, and finally, along with my feelings for him, disappeared completely.

After returning, I went to the Blackwood family's old house to say goodbye to Ethan's grandfather. Ethan's grandfather had always been very fond of me. He was the only person in the Blackwood family who gave me warmth.

"Ethan and I... got divorced."

After his initial shock, Ethan's grandfather sighed deeply and gripped my hand. "He failed to seize the opportunity. Remember this. As long as I'm alive, that Vivian Sullivan will never marry into my Blackwood family!"

My nose stung. "Please rest. I'll go pour you some water."

I went out to get water. When I returned, I heard Vivian's malicious voice from inside the room. "You still dare obstruct me from marrying Ethan? Go die!"

I froze in shock, then burst through the door to see Vivian replacing Ethan's grandfather's emergency medication with different pills.

"What are you doing!" I rushed forward and shoved Vivian aside.

Startled, Vivian dropped the pill bottle. Ethan's grandfather suffered extreme shock, his eyes wide, unable to catch his breath, and he passed out directly.

The hospital corridor lights were a harsh, pallid white. The operating room light stayed on all night.

At dawn, the doctor finally emerged, his expression grave. "Mr. Blackwood, your grandfather's condition is too severe. Combined with the extreme shock, there's a high probability... he'll become a vegetative patient."

Ethan punched the wall, his knuckles immediately bloody. He turned around, his face dark, looking at me and Vivian standing to the side. "What exactly happened?"

"It was her!" Vivian immediately pointed at me and screamed. "She tried to kill Grandfather! When I came in, she was switching Grandfather's medication! Ethan, I'm so scared..."

"It wasn't me!" My voice trembled as I looked at Vivian lying in disbelief. "It was Vivian Sullivan. I saw with my own eyes that she switched the medication!"

"Enough!" Ethan angrily interrupted, his gaze like a sharp knife stabbing my heart. "Stella, my grandfather treated you so well. How could you bear to hurt him?"

"Ethan, believe me." I looked at him in despair.

"Take her away." Ethan coldly ordered, feeling that even one more glance at me was excessive.

He didn't torture me. Instead, he threw three plane tickets in my face. "Stella, you've disappointed me too much. Take your parents and get on a plane immediately. Leave and never appear before me again. Otherwise, I guarantee the Sinclair family will completely disappear from this world."

I stared at those plane tickets, suddenly finding it laughably absurd. In my past life he killed himself for me. In this life he wanted to drive me overseas, never to see me again.

I said nothing and silently picked up the tickets.

On the way to the airport, I quietly sent a text to Mom and Dad. "Mom, Dad, bring my divorce certificate. Let's meet at the airport. We're leaving right away."

The departure hall was bustling with people. Ethan had originally planned to watch me go through security, but Vivian's call suddenly came.

"Vivian? Don't be afraid, I'll come back to be with you right away." He hung up and didn't even glance at me again, turning and striding away.

I stood there, watching his figure disappear into the crowd, finally allowing a smile to appear on my face.

I walked toward Mom and Dad and took the divorce certificate. Then I tore the three tickets to Paris that Ethan had given me into pieces, threw them in the trash, and bought three new tickets to Switzerland.

"Dad, Mom, let's go."In the evening light, our family walked into the boarding gate without a single person looking back.