[Diagnosis Certificate] These four words pierced his eyes.
A thin sheet of paper clearly stated the somatic symptoms caused by my depression, which required taking medication and receiving frequent pain–relieving injections to alleviate the pain.
The diagnosis was made 8 months ago.
It was when his mistress caused me to fall and have a miscarriage.
Ethan’s nails dug into the palm of his hand, leaving behind trails of blood.
But it also couldn’t alleviate the pain, as heavy as a rock being hammered a hundred times.
No wonder…
My arms were covered with numerous needle marks.
Every single hole was a proof of Ethan hurting Megan in the past.
And he, on the contrary, felt that I was pretending and deliberately mocking me.
“Now resorting to the tactic of feigning pain? Let me tell you, playing the victim won’t work on
me!”
Hot tears rolled down from the eyes in big drops.
Ethan suppressed his sobs, but his throat felt choked and he couldn’t cry out.
“I was scum! Why did I treat her like that, why wasn’t it me who died!”
He touched his hands together and crazily bumped into the wall.
The white walls, stained with blood, solidified, as if they could never go back to the way they were.
Ethan spared no expense in his search for my whereabouts, as Eskar was filled with his relentless
efforts.
And the real me, silently and without a sound, went to a small country in the south, thousands of
kilometers away.
That blood–like dusk, I really jumped off the cliff and committed suicide.
But perhaps fate decided that my life should not end, and after hanging on the tree, I unexpectedly fell into the river at the bottom of the cliff.
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The person who saved me in the rushing river was Henry Stewart, my childhood friend whom I
hadn’t seen for many years.
I was suffocating in the surging river water, but he persistently performed CPR on me, pulling me back from the clutches of death.
“Megan, how dare you not live properly for me! I won’t allow it!”
“You have already left Ethan, survive, open your eyes and look at me, you owe me your life and you will have to repay it for the rest of your life!”
His hot breath on his lips once again ignited the fire of my life.
I followed Henry to a small country in South East Aubrend where he had been working hard for
many years.
After learning about Ethan’s abnormal behavior, he contacted people in his home country and spent a huge amount of money to piece together a fake corpse that was almost identical to me, and deliberately threw it at the bottom of the cliff for the Matthews family to find.
We never imagined that Ethan actually knew about the small mole behind my ear.
But by the time he realized it, we had already crossed the sea and arrived in another country.
In the most famous Cocha City in South East Aubrend, Henry, who had come out of the mountains with me, has already established his own company.
And he also had a self–created jewelry brand, Meg Luxe.
He looked at me with astonishment in his eyes and nodded with a smile.
As I had thought, this was created by him using my name.
It was also created for my dream of jewelry design.
I and my childhood friend worked together, with me in charge of design and Henry in charge of
channel sales.
In just three short years, Meg Luxe quickly made a name for herself and rose to fame in the
industry.
Business was booming and life was gradually becoming stable.
After the domestic turmoil subsided, I secretly contacted my best friend Sophia and learned that she had left the Matthews Group and started a successful bakery.
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She whispered to me that Ethan had undergone a drastic change in his personality.
All of my past one hundred lovers were blacklisted, and those who have hurt me were all exposed and sold to impoverished countries.
After cleaning up his act, he never looked for another woman again. He became completely content and focused solely on his work and children.
I laughed it off as someone else’s story, but little did I know that the people in the story would
life.
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