She looked at me for a while before sighing. “Do you have to be this stubborn? If you’d just admit your fault, if you’d just be gentle, I wouldn’t have treated you that way.”
What was she even trying to do? Did she plan on hurting me then coax me with comforting words?
I yanked the needle from my hand and staggered upstairs.
Behind me, I heard her embarrassed, angry voice, “John, take this as a lesson! I don’t want to see it happen again!”
At the top of the stairs, I ran into Timothy holding a bowl of porridge. “Ah, Johnny, you’re awake! I made this porridge just for you to recover. Eat it while it’s warm.”
I looked at him coldly. “So this is how a little slut climb to the top. You've staged everything, right?”
Hearing that, Timothy finally dropped his act and smiled mockingly.
“I really didn’t expect you to walk out of prison alive. But so what? When it's about love triangle, the one who isn’t loved… is always the third wheel, right?”
“You don’t believe me? I’ll prove it,” Timothy said after giving me a glance.
He suddenly smashed the bowl in his hand and screamed as he lunged down the stairs from his wheelchair.
Stephanie rushed up once she heard the noise and caught him just in time.
She turned to look at me with disdain. The next second, a strong hand grabbed my collar and I was thrown down the stairs. I rolled all the way down and got injured, my scalp bled.
“Johnny, you never change. Do you plan to use the same tricks you used back then?” she snapped.
“I've told you the last time,” I replied. “If you won’t trust my words, then fine, everyone is right! I'm a violent, malicious criminal who don't deserve to be your husband.”
After what had just happened, I knew any explanation would be useless.
I looked at her and smiled. “So, Director Bloom—will you send me away again for the sake of your little pet?”
Her eyes landed on my blood-covered face and paused. “Since Tim wasn’t seriously hurt this time, I won’t send you away,” she said. “But I will make Tim the groom at the wedding — that’s what you owe him.”
“As for us… after the wedding ceremony is over, I’ll register our marriage with you. That will be our way of closing this chapter after so many years. From then on, you’ll stay quietly in the villa I've arranged. I’ll let Tim handle things on the company with me.”
I almost laughed out loud. Stephanie really knew how to enjoy having both men.