Seeing her tear-stained face, Colin's heart softened once again. He couldn't stand seeing women cry, especially Gwyneth, who always managed to break down his defenses so easily."Alright, stop crying." Colin sighed again, speaking with helpless resignation. "I'll take care of you. Just focus on getting better for now.""Really? Colin, you'll really keep taking care of me?" Gwyneth asked with delight, as if she'd grabbed onto a lifeline.Colin nodded, his tone carrying exhaustion and resignation. "Yes, I will."Hearing this, Gwyneth's tears turned to smiles as she weakly reached out, trying to grasp Colin's hand. Colin hesitated for a moment before extending his hand and grabbing Gwyneth's cold fingers.Just then, someone knocked on the hospital room door. Liam walked in with a grave expression, quickly approaching Colin's side and speaking in a low voice, "Mr. Fuller, we have a problem."Colin frowned, asking with displeasure, "What now?"Liam's face darkened as he said, "The ne
"Gwyneth! Gwyneth!" Colin's voice was hoarse, carrying a barely perceptible tremor.He frantically carried Gwyneth out of the bathroom, rushed out of the villa, and placed her in the back seat of his sports car. The engine roared to life as the car shot forward and raced toward the hospital emergency room.Outside the emergency room, the red indicator light was particularly glaring. Colin paced anxiously in the hallway, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead.Images of Gwyneth collapsed in the pool of blood kept flashing through his mind, along with her pale, weak face. He clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white, his emotions a tangled mess.Was he disgusted? Of course, he was disgusted.He was disgusted by Gwyneth's deception, scheming, and maliciousness, but he was also somewhat shaken.If Patricia hadn't discovered her in time, if he hadn't rushed her to the hospital quickly enough, would Gwyneth have...A trace of sympathy flickered like a small flame
The tile floor in the bathroom reflected Gwyneth's pale face. She stared vacantly at her wrist, where blue veins were clearly visible beneath her fair skin.Gwyneth's hand trembled slightly as she picked up the knife from the vanity counter. The sharp edge of the blade glinted with a heart-stopping gleam under the lights.She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, as if steeling herself for some final decision. The next second, her eyes flew open, wide with despair and madness. Swift and decisive, she sliced the blade viciously across her wrist. Searing pain shot through her instantly, and Gwyneth couldn't help but gasp.Bright red blood gushed out like a bursting dam, immediately staining the white sink crimson. The vivid red color assaulted Gwyneth's eyes and amplified the terror in her heart.Watching the blood flow continuously, her body began shaking uncontrollably. Cold fear seeped through her nerves like poison.Gwyneth then collapsed weakly onto the cold tile floor as h
Colin was burning with rage as he grabbed Gwyneth's arm and practically dragged her away from the charity gala. Her high heels clicked urgently against the floor in a rapid rhythm as she struggled to keep up with Colin's pace.She whimpered softly in complaint. "Colin, slow down. My feet really hurt."Colin completely ignored her, not slowing his steps one bit. His face was terrifyingly dark. Gwyneth bit her lip, not daring to say anything more, and could only stumble along behind him.It wasn't until they got into the car that Colin finally released his grip on Gwyneth's hand with a violent jerk. She stumbled and nearly fell, her wrist aching where he had gripped it.Her eyes immediately reddened with tears welling up as she looked at Colin pitifully. Colin didn't even glance at her, merely starting the engine and flooring the gas pedal. The sports car roared to life and tore down the street.The atmosphere inside the car was oppressively tense. Gwyneth stole a glance at Colin, a
Just then, Nicholas stepped back onto the stage with a mysterious smile on his face."Ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to reveal one more secret."Nicholas' voice was magnetic, capturing everyone's attention successfully."I'm sure you're all curious about who designed the Starry Night?"Nicholas deliberately built suspense, and curious murmurs rippled through the venue."Now, I'm honored to reveal to you all that the designer of this obsidian necklace is none other than tonight's philanthropist—Mr. Aren Jefferson!"Nicholas's voice boomed with excitement, instantly electrifying the entire venue. The crowd erupted in shock, followed by waves of admiration.No one had expected Aren to be not just a successful businessman, but also a brilliantly talented designer! And this million-dollar necklace was actually his own creation!It was absolutely shocking!Aspen was also stunned, looking at Aren in amazement. She had always thought Aren was simply a business elite—she never i
Aren walked toward Aspen with elegant steps, carrying the tray containing the necklace. Each step felt like he was treading on Colin's heart, making his pain and humiliation even more unbearable.Colin watched Aren approach closer and closer, saw the anticipation in Aspen's eyes, and felt shame wash over him like a tidal wave. He abruptly stood up, no longer able to endure this suffocating scene."Gwyneth, we're leaving!" Colin's tone was ice-cold, carrying a barely detectable note of embarrassment.He didn't even dare look at Aspen again, wanting only to escape this place where he'd been completely humiliated as quickly as possible.Gwyneth was startled, not expecting Colin to want to leave. She had been hoping to see Colin and Aspen have a complete falling out! But seeing Colin's terrifyingly dark expression, she wisely chose to keep quiet."Alright, Colin, let's go."Gwyneth obediently agreed, dutifully linking her arm through Colin's as she followed him in their hurried exit