Chapter 4

I stood in the kitchen, slowly chopping vegetables.

Bianca shut the door behind her and suddenly hurled a wooden ladle at me with a sneer. "Do you really think you're here to cook?"

I winced in pain and frowned. "Just say whatever you want to say."

She didn't bother hiding her threat. "Fred and I are getting married. If you've got any shame left, pack up and get out. Stop clinging to him like a leech!"

I thought of what the doctor had told me and shook my head. "I'll leave on my own when the time comes."

What I was holding on to wasn't Freddie anymore. It was the camellia tree in the courtyard. Maybe I could finally leave in peace once it withered completely.

But to Bianca, my veiled words meant something else entirely. She glared at me viciously. "Don't think that just because your eyes look a little like mine, you can win him over. Fred is mine!"

My eyes indeed bore a slight resemblance to Bianca's.

I remember the first time we met, both of us had been stunned briefly.

A strange thought even rose in my heart, but Freddie quickly crushed it himself. "Bianca's prettier than you. How dare you compare yourself to her?"

Snapping out of the memory, I lowered my eyes and said nothing.

However, my silence only infuriated Bianca more. She suddenly lunged forward and slapped me hard across the face.

Her move was too aggressive, and she accidentally scraped her arm against the knife in my hand. A thin gash opened up, and blood began to spill.

Bianca froze for a second. She flashed a triumphant smile before bursting into tears.

Freddie rushed in at the sound of her crying. Seeing Bianca injured, he instantly panicked. "Bianca! What happened?"

Bianca immediately pointed the finger at me, crying dramatically. "I don't know what I said to upset Rosy, but she suddenly took a knife and cut my arm!"

I stared at her in disbelief and shook my head frantically. "No… That's not what happened! She was the one…"

Freddie seemed to completely miss the slap mark on my face. He didn't even care to listen to my explanation.

His gaze was like a blade of ice, piercing straight through me.

The next second, he raised his hand and slapped me hard across the face.

He coldly said, "Rosalie, you truly disappoint me."

I was stunned by the slap. I stumbled back several steps and hit my head hard against the cabinet. The pain was so sharp that it brought tears to my eyes.

At the same time, blood started to drip from my nose again.

The cancer was acting up again. The pain in my bone marrow suddenly intensified, almost suffocating me.

"Fred… Call the doctor…"

My vision began to darken. I felt like death was reaching for me. My survival instinct made me beg Freddie to call a doctor for me.

However, he didn't even spare me a glance. He just took Bianca and quickly walked out of the kitchen.

Staring at his cold, retreating figure, I suddenly let out a silent laugh. Tears kept streaming down my face.

It hurt so bad.

I wished that once I closed my eyes, I would never have to open them again.