Chapter 3

Was I the only one Jenna treated this way? Had she always found me disgusting?

By the time Jenna returned, the lawyer had already brought the divorce papers to the hospital room.

I uncapped the pen myself and handed it to Jenna. "Sign this."

She instinctively reached for the pen, but as soon as she saw it in my hand, she pulled back, something flickering in her eyes.

After a moment of silence, she feigned nonchalance and asked, "What's that contract all about?"

I answered casually, "Just a minor contract."

Jenna nodded in understanding. "Is that the contract you secured with York Group? Just leave it there. I'll sign it later."

I fixed my gaze on Jenna. "I want you to sign it now. Why won't you sign it? Is it because I touched the pen?"

She sighed. "Tristan, don't overthink things. I see you as a man, and that's why I get an allergic reaction when I touch you. It means I love you. Don't get jealous over everything."

With that, she refused to look at me anymore. She sat exactly where Finn had been sitting and tipped her chin toward him.

"Finn, you're my personal assistant. Sign that contract for me. Tristan was the one who landed the deal, and I trust him. Just sign it."

Finn flashed her a pearly-white smile. "As you wish, Ms. Cruise."

With that, he took the contract from me, turned to the last page, and forged her signature.

As he signed the papers on her behalf, he seemed to realize they were divorce papers. He shot me a meaningful look, but said nothing.

"Jenna, I've signed the contract. I'll put it into your bag."

Jenna nodded lazily and finally put her phone down. "Tristan, don't be upset. I just booked us dinner at a rooftop restaurant. Let me treat you tonight."

I couldn't believe what I just heard, and I let out a self-deprecating laugh.

"Jenna, have you forgotten I just had surgery? Have you forgotten that I've been in the ICU for a few days? And now you want me to leave the hospital for dinner?"

My words clearly embarrassed her, making her turn pale. Finally, her expression darkened.

"Can you stop being so dramatic? Did I ask you to take a knife for me? Did I ask you to go through IVF? If you hadn't insisted on having a baby, we wouldn't have come to the hospital in the first place.

"You wouldn't have gotten stabbed. You had it coming, so why are you blaming me? I'm pregnant now. Not only do I have to go to work, but I have to find the time to comfort you too. What else do you want from me?"

With that, she got up and put on her coat. "I thought we could celebrate together after closing the deal with York Group. Since you're not up for it, I'll take Finn out to celebrate with our colleagues over dinner. You should get some rest."

At those words, he immediately draped his arm over her shoulders, clearly delighted. "Sounds great, Jenna! It's been a while since we had dinner with the others. Let's get drunk tonight!"

As I stared at them, a wave of dizziness suddenly hit me, and I started throwing up violently.

Startled, I stared at the table. Sure enough, someone had tampered with the water.

"What did you put in my water? Don't you know I'm allergic to penicillin? Finn, were you behind this?"

My vision blurred, and the room began to spin. I tried to reach for Jenna's sleeve. "Jenna, I'm having an allergic reaction. Get me a doctor!"

I didn't expect Jenna to look so horrified. She backed away as if I were contagious and shoved me to the floor.

"I told you not to touch me! I'll get an allergic reaction! I could die!"

She instantly ripped her coat off. The part of her arm I had just touched was already red and swollen.

My back slammed hard against the corner of the wall, and my vision went black for a moment. By the time I opened my eyes again, the wounds on my back and abdomen had split open. Blood was pooling on the floor.

I grabbed her arm in a panic and begged her. "Save me, Jenna. Call a doctor…"

Jenna saw the spot on the arm I had just touched begin to swell visibly, along with my blood and bodily fluids on her skin. She instantly lost it and shoved me aside, dry heaving as she tore off her shirt and dumped it on the floor.

She dashed into the bathroom, wearing nothing but her bra.