Love You Like I Used To? Forget It!

I was found by an older man who was fishing early in the morning. When he cast his line, the hook accidentally snagged onto me, and no matter how hard he pulled, it wouldn't come loose. He got closer and saw me floating in the water. Terrified, he dropped his fishing rod and ran to call the cops.When the police pulled me out of the water, I was barely breathing. The doctors who treated me didn't think I would survive, and my family didn't even bother signing the consent forms for further treatment. Yet somehow, I clung to life and became a medical miracle.The moment of impact when I fell was excruciating, but waking up afterward was so much worse. The pain was unbearable; it felt like my body was punishing me for surviving. Out of the 206 bones in a human body, I had broken 108, some of them shattered into fragments. Every inch of me hurt, and the torment made me wish I hadn't made it.I couldn't move, nor could I stand anyone touching me. Even when the nurse lightly pressed o

Suddenly finding out I had a husband made it impossible to fall asleep, so I decided to call my best friend, Cordelia Lowell. I hadn't reached out to her for months because I didn't want her to worry about my injuries. Thankfully, she hadn't contacted me either. If she had, she definitely would have found out how badly I was hurt.But the moment the call connected, I couldn't help but feel a little bitter as I said, "Cordelia, you're so mean. I didn't call you, so you decided not to call me either? It's been over two months! Not a single call or even a text. Are you serious?"I expected her to hurriedly explain that she had been somewhere remote, buried in research, with no signal or way to contact me. Instead, there was a long silence on the other end before she finally said, "Emilia, we're not friends anymore. Did you forget we cut ties?"Her words hit me harder than the revelation about my mysterious husband. I was completely stunned. Cordelia was my best friend in the world—

Immediately, everyone started calling me cold-hearted. Amid their curses, I noticed Julianne's smug and provocative look.Ever since she moved into our house, I had repeatedly fallen victim to her supposed "gentle kindness". She was someone who could be ruthless, even with herself. It reminded me of the time she had framed me by grabbing my hand and forcing me to push her down the stairs. It resulted in her spending over a month in the hospital due to her severe injuries.After I spoke, she gave a pitiful yet sweet smile, and with the knife in her hand, she cut her throat.If it hadn't been for Irvin's quick reflexes kicking in, leading to him grabbing the knife before she could do any real damage, she might have bled out right there. Sometimes, I almost admired her for how far she was willing to go.Despite Irvin's quick actions preventing Julianne from bleeding to death, the knife still left a deep cut. It wasn't life-threatening, but even a small injury was enough to make Irvin

Startled, I instinctively took several steps back.I thought he was pretending to be drunk so that he could take advantage of me. But what I didn't expect was for him to be even more dangerous than that!"Honey... I'm back..." He staggered to his feet and lunged at me.With his tall stature and muscular build, I might not survive if he managed to knock me over. Frightened, I ducked to the side.He missed and met with the ground instead, his massive body shaking the floor with a loud thud."Honey…"A pair of doe eyes looked up at me, utterly dejected. He probably couldn't believe I would have avoided him.His expression resembled that of a child whose happiness had been crushed—one who had joyfully run to embrace his most trusted person only to be pushed away.As much as I didn't want to, I felt somewhat sorry for him.I began to understand why I used to be so infatuated with this man, reluctant to let go. His face was precisely my type—charming in a way that tugged at my heart

"It's nothing, just a small injury." Irvin retracted his hand, putting some distance between Julianne and himself.A hint of coolness flashed across Julianne's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant. When she raised her gaze to meet Irvin's, her usual gentleness and concern were back. "Irvin, you should go get your hand bandaged.""There's no need. I'll take you to Professor Stone."My parents sighed inwardly as they watched Irvin tend to Julianne. For her sake, he didn't hesitate to disregard his own injury.If it hadn't been for that incident, Irvin would have divorced and been with Julianne by now! How perfect would that have been?Alas…Convinced it was all my fault, my parents—Henry Quill and Catherine Bennet— found it even harder to like me, their biological daughter, now.Growing increasingly angry, Mom gave me a call. "Millicent Quill, why did you agree to the divorce so quickly? Is it because you knew Irvin would still struggle to get over the hurdle in his heart?"I w