Lahat ng Kabanata ng Waking Up Before It's Too Late: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 8

Tristan's POVIt was then that Willa Fowler suddenly got up and glanced at the divorce agreement without picking it up. "Where have you been in the past two months? Taylor said you weren't answering any calls or messages. You'd better check in with me first if you're going to disappear like that again, Tristan."She didn't show any concern at all. Instead, she immediately started berating me without knowing the facts.Truthfully, in all the time I had known her, this was the first time I felt annoyed and weary of looking at Willa's face. I didn't force her to accept the divorce agreement. I merely set it down on the coffee table and stated, "You can just sign it if you have no objections, Ms. Fowler."I glanced at the young man in the wheelchair beside me. As I was too weak to even muster the energy for an angry confrontation, I just walked around him, intending to head upstairs to get some rest.It seemed like my quiet response was too out of character, as Willa suddenly expl

Tristan's POV"It's already the fifth time Ms. Fowler has asked to meet and talk things over this week. Do you still refuse to meet her, Tristan?" Delilah asked.I accepted the glass of warm water from Delilah and swallowed the pills in one gulp. "Why would I meet her? Do I have to watch her size me up like she's evaluating a financial report or listen to her 'analyze' our bullshit marriage in the tone of a project summary? "Do I then have to cooperate with her by waiting for her to condescendingly 'handle' our divorce agreement? Willa's AI-like, business-only attitude sickens me to the core. "I won't subject myself to that kind of insult again, Delilah."I set the glass aside, took a deep breath, and continued, "In any case, I can't skip the cocktail party happening on Friday. I'll sign the divorce agreement, end the relationship, and finish it all in one go."We'll have nothing more to do with one another from then on. In the end, Willa can go back to being the CEO of her c

Willa's POVJust then, a nurse emerged from the ER, looking visibly startled by the fight between Delilah and me. "If you want to fight, then take it elsewhere. This is a hospital! "I'm here to inform you that the patient has suffered a massive blood loss and requires an urgent transfusion. Since our blood bank is running low, anyone with type O or B blood, please come with me to the blood donation center this instant!"Delilah shoved me to the ground and glared at me, snarling, "You'd better pray Tristan pulls through! Otherwise, I'll personally come for you, Willa!"Having said that, Delilah rushed to the blood donation center with the nurse, her voice growing fainter as she walked away. "I need you to pull up the employees' health reports, find everyone with type O or type B blood, and contact them individually to have them come to Metropolitan General Hospital. I'll double their year-end bonus as long as they're willing to donate their blood…" I remained on the ground unti

Tristan's POVIn the end, Willa signed the divorce agreement and walked out of the ward in silence.I was still too weary from having just woken up, and I barely managed a couple of sentences with Willa before drowsiness washed over me again. When I finally opened my eyes again, I realized that evening had settled in.Delilah walked into the ward with the warm chicken noodle soup and noticed the divorce agreement with both signatures. She merely set the container down and opened it, her eyes narrowing slightly as she said, "You woke up just in time, Tristan. I just made this, so please have some."I took small sips of the chicken noodle soup, feeling the chill leave my body. I said, seemingly offhandedly, "It seems like the Jensens went down quicker than I anticipated. Willa is certainly ruthless, but the Jensens were well-established. "They shouldn't have been so easily overwhelmed by Willa's methods. There must have been another party involved here."In that instant, the