Miraculous Recovery

Vaughn was stunned at the news of Bella's accident, but he quickly recovered. With a scowl, he tossed the phone away. "Send an ambulance to her location."

The men exchanged glances, and one of them summoned the courage to ask, "Won't you be going to check on her?"

"Why the hell should I?" Vaughn glared at him. "She got herself into this mess, she can get herself out." He turned around and walked upstairs to his room.

Vaughn stripped off his clothes and went to take a shower. Afterward, he lay on his bed, preparing to sleep. But before he could doze off, his phone started ringing. He groaned in irritation as he picked it up. It was his secretary. "What?"

"Mr. McCoy, Bella is—"

"Yes, I know. She got into an accident."

"You need to be at the hospital, sir! The media already got wind of what happened. If you don’t go now, they’ll start suspecting something. It’ll be bad for your reputation!"

Vaughn wanted to refuse, but he knew his secretary had a point. He valued his reputation above all, and he couldn’t risk people thinking he wasn’t the caring husband everyone believed him to be. He didn’t care about Bella—he was even hoping the wretched woman would stop breathing so he could move on. But he needed to maintain his facade.

Grudgingly, he got dressed and drove to the hospital.

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Bella’s parents and sister were already at the hospital when Vaughn arrived. He wore an aggrieved and worried expression as he passed the paparazzi lined up outside. When he walked into the VIP lounge where the Page family waited, Jessica quickly ran into his arms, her eyes red from crying.

"How could this have happened? My poor sister, she didn’t deserve this," Jessica sobbed loudly. The nurses passing by were visibly touched by the scene. Vaughn fought the urge to push her away, knowing full well Jessica was faking her emotions. She didn’t care about her sister at all; she might even have had a hand in the accident. Jessica was an even better actor than he was, and it irritated him.

"I don’t know why she left the house without my knowledge, but don’t worry, I swear I won’t rest until Bella wakes up."

"Aww," one of the nurses whispered to another, "Vaughn McCoy is the best husband any woman could ask for. Look how worried he is about his wife."

"Yeah, most rich men can't even stay with one woman for a week, let alone years. Vaughn’s a good man."

Vaughn smirked, satisfied. His earlier irritation faded as he sat beside his in-laws and comforted them.

After hours of waiting, the doctor walked into the room. Everyone tensed, eager for news of Bella’s condition.

"She hit her head badly, but fortunately, there’s no permanent damage. She’ll be in a coma for a few days, but after that, she should recover just fine."

"Thank you, Doctor."

Bella’s parents went into the ward to see her first, while Vaughn and Jessica stayed in the lounge. Vaughn was scrolling through his phone, annoyed that he had to reschedule an important conference due to the hospital visit. Jessica didn’t notice his irritation. She placed a hand on his thigh and batted her eyelashes at him flirtatiously.

"Vaughn, baby, I’ve been trying to call you for days, but you wouldn’t pick up."

"I was busy," Vaughn replied, pushing her hand away. "We’re in public. Keep your hands to yourself."

"How about I ride home with you? It’s been a while since we had fun."

Vaughn ignored her comment, his gaze turning menacing. "Did you have something to do with this?"

"I... I don’t know what you’re talking about."

"Don’t bullshit me. I can tolerate a lot of things, but if you ever do something that affects my reputation again, I’ll end you."

Jessica shivered at the malicious tone in his voice. She knew how ruthless Vaughn could be; he’d destroy her without a second thought. She tried to back away, but Vaughn grabbed her hand. He dragged her forward roughly until they were in the hospital bathroom. His hand dug into her hair, yanking her until their positions were reversed—now he was the one leaning against the wall.

He let go of her hair and started unbuckling his belt. "Since you’re so eager for fun, why don’t you make yourself useful? Get down on your knees."

"Here?"

"Yes, here."

Jessica had no choice but to comply. She knelt and let her sister’s husband use her mouth as he pleased. When he finished, Vaughn zipped up his pants and left her there.

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Bella woke up feeling lightheaded. It took a few minutes for her vision to clear. She realized she was in a hospital; the smell of antiseptics filled her nose. The nurse checking on her was alerted by her movements.

"Mrs. McCoy?"

"Hm?"

"How do you feel? Are you in pain? Do you feel dizzy?"

"No... I... where is my..."

Her husband—the man who had hurt her for years. Bella blinked in astonishment as memories flooded back. Tears welled in her eyes as she realized the truth. Her marriage wasn’t what she thought it was. All this time, the person she trusted most had been using her for his petty means. Vaughn McCoy didn’t just not care about her—he despised her. Why else would he have treated her so cruelly?

She recalled the car accident. She’d been trying to escape from Vaughn, her parents, and Jessica. Then the car had come out of nowhere. She remembered the pain as her head hit the steering wheel, the blood, and then losing consciousness.

"Mrs. McCoy?" The nurse watched her worriedly, unsure whether to examine her further or get the doctor. Before she could decide, the door opened, and Vaughn rushed in, heading straight to Bella’s side.

"Baby, thank God you’re awake. How do you feel?" Vaughn asked, his voice full of fake concern. Jessica, who entered the room behind him, stood off to the side, clearly displeased that Bella had survived.

Bella looked at her scumbag husband, then at her sister, who had been sleeping with him behind her back. Her lips curled into a cold smile. "I’m fine. But... where am I? What happened?"

She saw Vaughn almost roll his eyes at her question. He must have expected this. To him, she would always be his stupid, disabled wife who couldn’t retain her memories. But she remembered everything.

"It’s okay, baby. Everything’s going to be fine."

Vaughn hugged her, and Bella fought back the disgust she felt. No, she couldn’t give herself away just yet—not when she had the chance to make him pay for everything he’d put her through.