My parents slid to the floor, despair etched on their faces, nearly fainting from the shock.Inside the hospital room, Thayer screamed in pain, a raw, heart-wrenching howl. He was on the brink of collapse.The medical staff wheeled him out on a mobile hospital bed. His face was pale as paper, his bare skin marked with angry red blotches. Debt collectors had found him and beaten him mercilessly. It might not have been this severe, but he had also fallen into drugs. Returning to the country without them triggered violent withdrawals, and he frequently harmed himself.Instinctively, I stepped back.As I passed, Thayer’s eyes widened, locking on mine. Then, with immense effort, he raised a trembling hand, freezing everyone in place. I took a few steps forward, my gaze hard, knowing he had words for me.Through clenched teeth, he said, “The Fairchilds chose you for profit. This marriage… You won’t find happiness.”I smiled faintly and replied in a voice only he could hea
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