Lahat ng Kabanata ng No Way Home: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Scarlett Poole’s voice was icy. “Ten million on the insane father and son to die.” The crowd broke out in laughter, shaking their heads. There were clearly no winners in this game. Anyone with limited mobility and a child strapped on their back would have trouble evading the pack of hyenas and young, aggressive NPC pursuers. However, Scarlett couldn’t care less. She simply slid a stack of high-roller chips onto the table. “Ten million bucks to keep my Jayden happy.” “You’re the queen, Scarlett. You just dropped ten mil on your lover boy, but I believe your husband’s wedding band only cost a grand. He’d cry his eyes out if he ever finds out. Hahaha!” Scarlett lit a cigar for Jayden Cast while uttering matter-of-factly, “Lovers are meant to be spoiled. Damian is sensible and frugal. A credit card with a modest limit is enough to make his day.” Listening to her voice, I could hardly reconcile the woman speaking with the loving wife I knew.Through eight years together, I

“Talk about eerie.” As disdain wiped out all doubt in Scarlett’s eyes, she yanked a clump of cotton filling from the mattress. Scarlett stuffed a handful of stuffing into my mouth. My eyes widened, and I thrashed to get up. No human could handle the fine cotton fibers down their trachea. It was much worse for me because I had severe asthma. Yet, my struggles were met with another smack. Scarlett’s indifferent eyes turned into joy when the phone rang. “Damian’s gone missing? He must be in the operating room while the baby’s undergoing surgery.“Quick! Order the most expensive baby care and recovery equipment available. Book the best private pediatric recovery center too. My son’s finally going to be a normal little boy.” Scarlett shook emotionally, oblivious to the fact that Damian was lying right in front of her. The dying infant next to me was actually the son she supposedly loved. The blade sliced through layers of tissue and muscle as my breathing grew shallow.

I believed I might be dead. As my eyelids fell shut, all the pain just disappeared. Adrift in a haze, I thought I could finally sleep in peace. However, my soul hovered into the air on its own. Only when I stood alongside the weeping medical staff, gazing down at my own bloodstained body, did I realize I was, in fact, dead.Had the young nurse not been clutching the dead man’s hand so tightly, I would never have believed I was lying there. In less than twenty-four hours, I, who used to be obsessed with cleanliness, looked like I came from the dump. I was caked in blood and grime, reeking of stale sweat. My body was covered in cuts and bruises. The mottled scars had taken on a sickly white hue.Amid her weeping, the young nurse cleaned out the scraps of cotton in my mouth. The head nurse gave her a nudge. “It’s time to wrap it up and inform his next of kin.” The door of the operating room swung open. Scarlett was back again. She aggressively barged into the opera

Unable to accept the fact that I was in a coma, Scarlett summoned all the top neurosurgeons in the world for a consultation.In between, Scarlett visited and took notes of families whose loved ones had woken up from their coma. She offered tens of millions of dollars for any information at all. Once, she put a ten-million-dollar price on my life. Now, she was willing to pay over ten times that just to wake me up.Still, no amount of money or desperate measures could change the outcome.There was nothing she could do except pray for a miracle. That day, Scarlett fell awfully silent as the doctors gave their medical opinions. Without a word, she drove to the old hillside chapel where I’d often gone and knelt before the altar before lighting a candle for our son. Instead of placing it among the candles for healing and hope, the church attendant carried it to the remembrance table, where photographs, sympathy cards, and handwritten prayers honored those who had passed away.S

“Scarlett, it hurts!” Scarlett didn’t even look at Jayden. The second our eyes met, Scarlett took strides toward me. When she was just a step away, I squeezed out every last drop of my strength and rasped, “Don’t come any closer! You make my skin crawl!” She teared up, hurt by the look in my eyes. In the past, all she had to do was look fragile, and I would forgive her for anything at all. This time, she could bawl her eyes out for all I cared. I would not feel anything for her. She reached me and wrapped both hands around mine, holding on with desperate strength as I struggled against her.“Damian, please… I made the biggest mistake of my life. I’ve ended things with Jayden. He’s out of our lives for good. You’re the only one for me. “I know you can’t forgive me right now. I don’t blame you. Our son’s death... it’s on me.“I’ll make it up to you. Trust me. I’ve changed.” She was inconsolable. The mention of our son unleashed the rage and hatred in me. She coul