Chapter 3
In a heartbeat, I was consumed with rage. So, I raised my hand to strike him.
However, before I could land a hit, Noelle rushed in and caught my wrist in midair. Eyeing me coldly, she snapped, "Have you lost your mind, Dominic?"
Evan wept. "Elle, I heard Dominic was injured in a car accident, so I came to see him and keep him company."
He wiped his tears, looking as if he was utterly pitiful. "But the moment I walked in, he started hitting me and yelling at me… Maybe he's just in a bad mood because he's hurt."
Noelle flung my hand away, causing me to stumble backward. Pain shot through me as my waist hit the corner of a table.
Noelle's attention was entirely on Evan. So, she didn't even notice I'd been hurt. "Ev just had a bone marrow transplant, Dominic. He's still very weak. If anything, he came to see you out of the goodness of his heart. How could you lay a hand on him?
"I know you've been in a bad mood these past few days because of my miscarriage and your car accident, but that doesn't mean you can take it out on Ev. Besides, you got into an accident because you didn't watch where you were going. It has nothing to do with Ev!"
Looking her in the eye, I asked, "I'm asking you one last time, Noelle. Did you really miscarry because you fell?"
Noelle froze for a second before answering, "You've asked me that countless times already, and I've told you time and time again that I fell and lost the baby!"
Tears spilled from my eyes, and I let out a derisive chuckle. "You're right. Everything that happened is my own fault."
As she met my gaze, an inexplicable unease rose in her chest. Noelle was about to approach me when Evan collapsed against her and forced out the words, "Elle… I don't feel so well."
Her expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly supported him. "Don't worry, Ev. I'll take you to see a doctor right now!"
Watching her leave in such a hurry with Evan in her arms, I knew it was over between us. I broke into a cold sweat from the intense pain and reached out to press the call button for a nurse. "I hit my waist against the corner of the table. I think I'm hurt."
The nurse appeared troubled as she explained, "Dr. Zimmerman isn't in his office. Mr. Lockwood insists he doesn't feel well, but no one can identify what's wrong with him. Ms. Lockwood has ordered all the doctors in the hospital to gather for a meeting and discuss his case until they find an answer."
Just then, my phone buzzed. I lowered my head to take a look at the message Evan had sent me.
Evan: "I merely told her I wasn't feeling well, and she made every doctor in the hospital examine me one by one. She even had them hold a meeting about it. You'll never be able to compete with me, Dominic!"
My nails dug into my palms. As I curled up on the hospital bed, the blood drained from my face.
I dragged myself out of my ward, and I overheard a few nurses, who were passing by, gossiping. "I heard Ms. Lockwood gathered all the doctors to check on her husband. He's obviously fine, but she still won't stop worrying. She must care about him so much. I'm so envious of their love!"
"After her husband's bone marrow transplant was successful that day, she even gave every doctor and nurse in the hospital a bonus to celebrate."
In the evening, Noelle finally returned to my ward. "The nurse told me you were looking for a doctor, darling. Are you feeling unwell?"
I kept my eyes closed and remained silent.
Assuming I was angry, she coaxed me softly. "I'm sorry. I sounded a little harsh this afternoon. You know I've always treated Ev like my own brother, and he's in poor health, so I got a little nervous.
"Don't be mad at me. You're my husband. You're the one I'll love and take care of for the rest of my life. Let's not argue anymore, alright?"
I responded apathetically, "Alright."
…
On the day I was discharged, Noelle told me she'd come pick me up, but I waited all day, yet she never showed up. I called her, but she didn't answer. It was only after a while that I received a message from her.
Noelle: "Darling, the client's giving me a hard time today. I'll come get you as soon as I seal the deal. Be good and wait for me at the hospital. I'll take you out for a candlelit dinner later, okay?"
I was well aware that she was lying to me because my childhood friend, Owen Winslow, had called me half an hour ago to tell me he'd run into Noelle and Evan at an auction. Noelle had spent over a million dollars bidding on antiques for Evan. She was good to me, yes, but she was far better to Evan.
Upon returning home, I threw away every single gift Noelle had ever given me and retrieved my identification documents from the drawer.
I sent a message to my lawyer, Mr. James Pearson, instructing him to deliver the divorce agreement to Lockwood Group right away. Besides that, I'd also prepared a gift for Noelle.
…
An hour later, I arrived at the airport. I unlocked my phone and noticed that Owen had sent me another video.
Noelle had just risen to her feet and was about to leave the auction hall when Elaine hurried over with the divorce agreement. "This is bad, Ms. Lockwood! Mr. Greene wants a divorce…"
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