The Forgotten Wife's Comeback のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 161 - チャプター 170

[Isabella Hayes]The storm didn’t pass. It stayed, roared, and caused as many problems as it wanted to.The days quickly rolled into weeks. Before I knew it, I’d been held hostage in this house for about a month and a half since it first started.I’ve spent that time thinking harder than anyone should about all the choices I’d made in my life up until that very moment. The decision to marry Adrian even when my best friend told me she couldn’t trust him.The way I gaslit myself because it was easier to trust someone who made me feel wanted than myself.The situation that finally pushed me to leave my first marriage and how I hesitated to get into the second one.Getting kidnapped… finally hearing the words from my mother that drowned whatever hope was left in my soul.I have thought about all of it. I’ve thought of the things I would have done differently. The things I could have done differently. And the things I definitely should do differently.Indeed, I’ve gone insane. I’m talking

[Isabella Hayes]I paced back and forth; the fluorescent lights in the hallway made me feel like I was in a horror movie.Waiting for the bad thing to happen. For the monster or demon to appear and drag me off into the abyss.Unfortunately, reality was far more sadistic. Instead of being in a nightmarish film where a single remote could shut everything off, I was in a hospital, waiting for some news on Ethan.His heart stopped. There was a knife in it; I hadn’t bothered to touch it because I was frightened. But his heart stopped around it.The ambulance took forever to arrive because the storm had only ended recently; people needed time to adjust back to normal. And there was no time for any of that.The hour I waited for them to arrive, I thought I’d die in that moment. There was too much blood. Way too much.I was a mess. A big mess. All I wanted was a chance to hit myself for closing my eyes. For not focusing when I first saw Olivia. Had I not been so stupid, Ethan wouldn’t have go

[Olivia Cole]It’s cold in here.Really cold. And disgusting.I shouldn’t be here.They caught me, of course they did. I stabbed someone in front of witnesses, there was no way around it.A bitter chuckle crawls out from me, startling the woman resting on the bed to my far right. I think she said something about being in here for a domestic dispute. She looks like a meth head, so I can’t trust that she remembers the truth of what really happened to her.I didn’t think I would be in this type of place because I didn’t think I would actually get one over him. I did not think I would be able to kill him. To stab him successfully.I thought I’d be stuck at the gate to their house; I thought I’d be stopped by his guards, but thankfully the storm made itself useful by providing me with all the ways to get into their home without being caught.I thought Isabella would warn him of my presence, but I guess the shock of seeing me was too much. She allowed this to happen, and I won.I took somet

[Isabella Hayes]He didn’t die.Isn’t that a miracle?He survived; Ethan fought and lived. He’s in a medically induced coma until his heart is strong enough to work on its own.Is that a miracle? Is this part of the miracle? The fact that it could take months, maybe even longer.His eyes haven’t opened since he bled in my arms, and I can’t imagine a far worse fate than never seeing those brown orbs again. Shining with love and pure joy as they look at me.I might never get to see that again because of her.I didn’t plan on seeing her ever again, but after the first three days of Ethan being out of surgery, I needed to say my piece.The anger had finally returned in full force.Ethan’s mother and sister were devastated to hear the news, and the people of Aurelia haven’t exactly taken it well. They’ve reacted exactly how you’d expect people to react when they’ve lost the person they idolized.There’s been public outrage. People demanding Olivia be dragged and stoned in the streets as we

[Isabella Hayes]It took me a full week to finally return to the house. I hadn’t set foot in there since Ethan was stabbed. Naomi had been the one to grab some clothes for me and other necessities.But today I needed to return because I was dangerously close to fainting at the hospital, and the thought of Ethan waking up to me being ill made my stomach churn with worry. I wanted him to see me at my best once he came too. Anything less than that was unacceptable.So I got a lot of bodyguards, my grandfather, Naomi, and Eliza to return to the house with me. We would all be spending the night here.This was so I wouldn’t be alone, and the thoughts of Ethan wouldn’t haunt me more than they already are.I’m not hoping for a good night’s rest. I want a good enough sleep that my body can function well.The power naps haven’t been doing much.I was lying in my bed, staring off into space, waiting for sleep to come. My body was exhausted; that much was clear, and yet it was refusing to give in