Chapter 3

Lena didn't know who to ask for the 3,200 dollars. In the end, at nine o'clock in the evening, she dialed Hunter's number again.

A low, hoarse voice rang out from the other end, like snowflakes in the winter.

"Lena?"

Lena's throat felt as if it had been suddenly gripped by an invisible hand, and an overwhelming sense of grievance filled her heart.

"Hello, Hunter. Can you lend me 3,200 dollars? I'm in the hospital and can't afford the hospital bills."

From the phone, there was a faint breathing sound, along with the subtle sound of rustling clothes.

Just when Lena thought her request would be rejected, she heard him ask, "What's your account number?"

"I... I'll go look for it."

She quickly grabbed the bag next to her and started searching through it, afraid that Hunter would hang up.

The nurse said it was her bag, but there were only cosmetics inside.

She finally found a bank card in the innermost compartment and read aloud the card number.

In less than a minute, she heard the notification that the money had been deposited.

Lena couldn't bear to hang up the phone. After all, this was the only person who was willing to deal with her after she lost her memory.

She hesitated for a moment and didn't know what to say.

Surprisingly, Hunter did not hang up either.

From the silent receiver, they could hear each other's breathing.

"Hunter, I..."

"How's your injury? Is it serious?"

His voice was not gentle; it even carried a hint of the coldness of the evening breeze.

But from his tone, Lena heard the concern she had been longing for since she woke up.

Suddenly, she felt somewhat touched, but because she wasn't good with words, Lena could only say, "I'm feeling better already. Thank you, I'll find a way to repay you."

"Lena, how long are you planning to deceive me this time?"

Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly hung up the phone, her thoughts a bit jumbled.

What did that mean? Had she frequently deceived Hunter in the past?

Lena couldn't figure it out no matter how much she thought about it. Instead, she became more and more confused.

She could only pay off her bill first and then complete the discharge procedures.

But when she stood at the hospital entrance, she felt lost and didn't know where to go.

She had no money and had nowhere to stay.

In the end, she found her address in the W******p chat records and took a taxi there.

She arrived at a beautiful villa with a well-maintained garden.

The taxi driver tapped on the steering wheel. "20 dollars. How do you want to pay?"

As Lena got out of the car with an awkward expression, she happened to see a luxury car driving by.

The car window rolled down, revealing Hayden's face. Meanwhile, the innocent-looking Leah was sitting in the passenger seat.

Leah got out of the car and asked, her tone filled with concern, "Lena, how did you get discharged from the hospital?"

Leah looked very beautiful today. Her dress was adorned with layers and layers of diamonds. She also carried a limited-edition handbag, worth at least 500,000 dollars.

"Didn't Hayden already tell you? Your boyfriend is Hunter."

Leah's eyes turned red with tears. "Are you coming here to bother me again?"

Lena hadn't even said anything yet, and Hayden, who was sitting in the driver's seat, got out of the car with a mocking expression on his face.

"I was wondering how long you could hold out. Turns out, you didn't even last six hours. Lena, you're such a shameless woman! Do you really need me to repeat myself over and over again—that the one I love is Leah? Do you have no self-respect? Do you feel uncomfortable if you're not humiliated for even a day?! Why do you always have to go against Leah?"

Leah leaned against his chest and shook her head cautiously. "Forget it, Hayden, I'm already used to it."

The last trace of color on Lena's face vanished. She was still wearing an oversized patient gown. Her thick and dark lashes trembled unconsciously. Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes.

She forced herself not to look at this scene and asked in a low voice, "Do you have 20 dollars? Can you lend it to me?"

Hayden sneered and didn't bother to hide his disgust on his face, "I would rather give it to a dog than give it to you."

He lowered his head and looked at Leah in his arms, coaxing her, "Go in first. Don't mind her."

Leah rubbed her eyes and smiled, "Lena, this is my card. You can use it."

Lena lowered her lashes. She suppressed the bitterness in her heart, wanting to abandon her self-esteem and accept this card, because she really needed money at the moment.

Beggars couldn't be choosers.

However, before her fingertips could touch the card, another luxury car pulled up beside her.

Her mother, Margaret Sullivan, angrily got out of the car. Upon seeing this scene, Margaret walked briskly towards her and slapped her in the face!

"Are you bullying Leah again? Isn't the money you took from her enough? Lena, what else do you want from us? Do you want everyone to suffer because of you? Since Leah was found, you have been causing trouble for her every day. Why wasn't it you who was kidnapped in the first place? Leah has been through so much. You really have no sense at all!"