Chapter 15 Chapter 15 It struck Penelope's forehead directly. Blood gushed faster than when Sydney had fallen down the stairs that morning. Caleb stood stunned. His body reacted before his mind could catch up. He stormed forward, yanking Sydney away with force. His voice was cold and full of disappointment. "What the hell are you doing? Sydney, was your sweet and gentle act all fake?" Caught off guard, Sydney hit the floor hard. She stared up at him, dazed and shocked by his accusation. Yes, it was fake. This time, she was done pretending.
Caleb had not expected her to be so weak that she couldn't even withstand that force. He froze, taken aback. Meanwhile, Penelope clutched her forehead, crying out in pain, "Cal! It hurts... I'm bleeding so much..." Caleb didn't glance at Sydney again. Scooping Penelope into his arms, he rushed out of the room. Just before disappearing through the door, he looked back once. In that moment, something seized his heart. The little girl who once promised to marry him, the one with clear, bright eyes, now looked at him without a shred of feeling-not even like a stranger.
The IV had torn loose when Sydney threw it. The needle left a deep wound, and bright red blood streamed down her pale, delicate hand. Sydney barely noticed. She gripped the edge of the bed and forced herself upright through the pain. Her thin frame trembled, and her knuckles turned white from the effort. Giving up never crossed her mind. 1/3 3.SUAMI Chapter 15 JUI 24 Aug 91% +15 BONUS That was the sight Tiffany walked in on. Horrified, she rushed forward, pressing one hand on Sydney's bleeding hand while steadying her with the other. "What happened?
You're bleeding so badly and didn't call a nurse. What were you thinking?" What was she thinking? Sydney curled her lips into a faint smile. Three years of sincere love and effort had felt worthless in the end. Tiffany frowned and helped her onto the bed. "So what's going on? Nancy called and said you fell down the stairs?" Sydney pushed her thoughts aside and nodded calmly. "Yeah. But I already got my revenge." "Huh?" "I cracked open Penelope's head." She pointed to the IV bag on the floor. "That was the weapon." Tiffany said nothing.
She silently wiped the blood off the IV and the pole with an alcohol swab and tossed it in the trash. "Weapon? That was just a clumsy accident with an IV pole." Sydney laughed faintly. Her lips were so pale they almost disappeared. "If I killed someone, would you help me hide the murder weapon too?" "Nope," Tiffany replied. "I'd help you hide the body first." "Wow. Very professional." Fortunately, what Tiffany feared never happened. Days passed with no police showing up. Penelope never filed a report.
Marcus visited the hospital several times when he was free, giving Sydney acupuncture treatments. 2/3 Sun 24 Aug Chapter 15 91% 0 +15 BONUS One morning during rounds, even the doctor looked surprised. "You're healing fast. After such a bad fall, you're almost fully recovered. You'll be ready to go in a couple of days. But remember: bones and tendons take 100 days to fully heal. No intense activity yet." "I'd like to be discharged tomorrow," Sydney said. "Tomorrow?" "Yes. I have something important." She had studied under her mentor for over a decade.
Both he and his wife had always treated her well. She wasn't about to break a promise. "Alright," the doctor agreed. After checking her forehead wound, she began removing the stitches. "Good thing your hairline hides the scar. Otherwise, it might have left a mark." Only a female doctor would worry about that. Sydney smiled. "It's fine if it scars." She didn't care. Besides, scar removal was her specialty. "No way," the doctor said, voice rising. "Your face is way too pretty for a scar." "Exactly," the nurse added with a grin.
"By the way, your chart says you're married, but we haven't seen your husband once. Doesn't he care at all?" Sydney gave a small, amused smile. "Him? He's probably busy." 3/3