Chapter 5

Excruciating pain tortured me all night as the fake death pill viciously consumed my life force.

My body was ice cold, my breathing barely a thread.

Ethan walked in wearing a suit.

Seeing my bloodless face and weak appearance, he frowned.

"Lily, you know sympathy plays don't work on me."

He approached the bed, his tone icy.

"Didn't learn your lesson last night? Get up and take today's medication."

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly emitted a piercing alarm.

It was the dedicated app he'd specifically linked to my grandfather's vital signs!

Ethan's expression changed. He yanked out his phone.

I bit my tongue hard to stay conscious, using all my strength to lift my head and stare at his screen.

In the image, Rain wore a sterile suit, her hand casually holding the oxygen tube and pacemaker cord she'd forcibly disconnected.

She smiled innocently at the surveillance camera.

On the heart monitor beside her, the green wave representing my grandfather's vital signs convulsed violently twice, then instantly became a straight flatline!

My grandfather was dead.

The only leverage Ethan had to force my compliance for life was completely gone.

"That idiot Rain!"

Ethan's eyes nearly split with rage. He shouted frantically into his communicator.

"Where are the doctors! Resuscitate him now!"

I stared at that flatline, unable to produce tears from my dry eyes.

The last string in my heart finally snapped.

At the same moment, the fake death pill reached its final eruption.

I suddenly vomited a large mouthful of dark red blood, spraying it directly onto Ethan's shirt!

Then massive amounts of fresh blood poured madly from my mouth and nose.

It stained a large section of pure white sheets a shocking crimson.

Ethan's roar cut off abruptly. His hands trembled as he tried to stop the blood gushing from my mouth.

"Lily!!! What's wrong?! Stop bleeding!"

I used all my remaining strength to pull a blood-red smile.

"Ethan, in this lifetime, I'll never let you get what you want."

With that, my eyes completely lost focus.

Ethan scooped up my blood-soaked body and crashed through the door toward downstairs like a madman.

The Maybach ran through over a dozen red lights. He kicked open the emergency room door, his eyes bloodshot, roaring at all the top specialists.

"Save her! If you can't save her, you'll all die with her!"

The emergency room's red light turned on, then off.

The hospital director emerged, face ashen.

"Mr. Fitzgerald... your wife experienced sudden irreversible multiple organ failure. Resuscitation was unsuccessful. Please accept our condolences."