บททั้งหมดของ LOVE AFTER BETRAYAL: บทที่ 121 - บทที่ 130

It was midnight. Two black Range Rovers sped towards the nearby hospital. Inside the lead vehicle, Simon’s eyes were filled with worry as he looked at his boss, who kept breaking out in sweat, his lips turning purple. Simon’s brow furrowed as he decided to undress the unconscious Alex. He removed his coat and unbuttoned Alex’s black inner shirt, revealing his firm, masculine chest. But something horrifying caught Simon’s eye. The cut on his boss’s arm had turned black. Simon could see the black substance moving through Alex’s veins toward his chest. Though slow, it was a terrifying sight. “Hit the accelerator!” Simon screamed, his voice filled with fear and urgency. “Shit, what can I do?” he muttered to himself, worriedly. He tore Alex’s shirt and tied the arm tightly to prevent the poison from reaching his heart. The car screeched to a stop at the emergency center of the nearest hospital. As soon as Simon opened the door, he jumped out and rushed to carry Alex, shouting for a do

At the company, Simon sped into the president’s garage, parking his car quickly before rushing out and hurrying to the president’s elevator, which took him directly to Alex’s office. As soon as the electric sound was heard, Martha turned, expecting to see Alex. Instead, it was Simon who stepped out, trying to appear composed after catching his breath in the elevator. “I demand to see Alex!” Martha’s voice roared, making everyone around her sigh. “I’m sorry, the boss is not available to see you right now,” Simon said, only for Martha to scoff. “How dare he ask me to meet him and then not show up? Where’s my daughter?!” she screamed, but Simon sighed, glancing at the guards around them. “I’m sorry, the boss is unavailable to see you now. You should—” “Where’s Gerald?” she interrupted, causing Simon to sigh again, in no mood to deal with Martha at that moment. “I’m sorry, ma’am. You should leave. This is a working—” “Why is my account blocked?” Martha demanded, but Simon did

Hazel’s blue eyes looked deep into Harden’s hazel ones, trying hard to see if he was going to lie. She knew how much he wanted her to stay away from Alex—she wanted that too—but if something bad happened to him, she wasn’t sure her fragile heart could handle it anymore.“Harden, is it about Alex?” she asked again, but this time, worry laced her words.“No… not really. There was an explosion in New York. I don’t want you seeing it and getting worried. You’re pregnant, and the doctor said your hormones aren’t stable. If you get too emotional, “you might lose the baby.”Hazel cut in, chuckling. “I understand, Harden,” she sighed, feeling relieved that it had nothing to do with Alex.“Come, let’s take a walk,” Harden said, causing Hazel to smile.“First, give me my phone,” she said. Harden handed it to her, though he was still worried she might search for news and find out what was really happening. He feared losing her again, knowing she was still madly in love with Alex.Hazel smiled,

The doctor hesitated, his eyes darting between Simon, Kayla, and the butler. Finally, after a heavy sigh, he spoke. “I sold him poison,” he confessed. The room fell into a stunned silence. Kayla’s face turned pale, her hand trembling slightly as she tried to comprehend what she had just heard. “What?!” Simon and Kayla both exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with disbelief. “You… sold him poison?” Simon repeated, his brow furrowed in confusion and anger. “Are you saying Gerald McCollum poisoned himself?” The doctor nodded slowly, his expression unreadable. “Yes, it was immediate. It was not a slow-acting poison. He wanted to die right away, because he knew his time was limited. He said it was better than suffering a long, drawn-out illness,” the doctor explained, his voice heavy with guilt. Kayla’s legs felt weak as she leaned against the desk for support. “Why didn’t anyone know? Why didn’t he tell us?” she whispered, her voice breaking. Simon clenched his fists, h

Simon, who saw the doctor leave hurriedly, rushed upstairs to deliver the news about Martha that he had received from the detective. As he opened the door, he saw Alex in his vulnerable state, shaking and murmuring. “Shit,” Simon cursed under his breath. The last time he remembered Alex having an attack, he couldn’t come out of it, even with his medication, until his wife helped him… Simon quickly moved to Alex’s side, cautious yet determined. He had seen Alex like this before, in a state of inner turmoil, fighting against his own mind. Memories of the last time surfaced—how it took hours before Alex calmed down, and only with Hazel’s help. Now, without her, Simon feared this episode could escalate. “Boss, you have to focus. Look at me,” Simon said softly but firmly, trying to ground him. He placed a steadying hand on Alex’s shoulder, but Alex’s trembling didn’t stop. Alex’s breath came in ragged bursts, his eyes unfocused, lost in memories that clawed at him, threatening to pu