Ava clutched her chest, her face twisted in pain. “It hurts! My heart—it hurts so much!”
Irwin’s composure instantly cracked. Panic flooded his eyes as he turned to the doctor.
But… “Only one patient per ambulance,” the doctor stated.
Before everyone’s eyes, Irwin carried Sue out of the vehicle and placed her back on the ground.
Then he gently laid Ava inside.
“Sue, just hold on a little longer. Another ambulance is coming soon!”
With that, he jumped into the ambulance and left without looking back.
Sue stared at him, eyes bloodshot, watching the raw, genuine emotions in his gaze.
Soon, her world turned black.
When she woke up, she was in a hospital room. Alone.
A nurse came by to change her IV and sighed, speaking in a hushed voice.
“Ma’am, if you have time, you might want to check out the fifth floor.”
Sue’s hollow eyes stared ahead. A single tear slid down her cheek.
‘The fifth floor…’
That was where the VIP rooms were.
She didn’t even have to think about it—Irwin was with his beloved Ava right now.
He completely forgot about his actual wife.
The smell of cigarette smoke drifting in from outside was unbearable, so Sue headed up to the fifth floor.
But to her surprise, the entire floor was blocked off, and the bodyguards stopped her from going any further.
“I heard Mr. Bondi booked the whole floor just so his wife can recover in peace!”
“Wow, Sue’s so lucky! She has an amazing husband!”
Hearing the chatter around her, Sue suddenly laughed.
‘Lucky?’
She wished that luck was actually hers.
Irwin was out taking a walk with Ava, and Sue followed from a distance.
“Irwin, aren’t you going to check on Sue? And… if you leave her behind to take care of me, what will people think of her?” Ava asked, her face full of concern, but deep in her eyes was a flicker of satisfaction.
Irwin’s voice was firm. “Come on, don’t joke like that. You’re the only one I care about. What happens to others has nothing to do with me.”
“But Sue is still your wife.”
“I don’t love her. I love you.”
Irwin took Ava’s hand and coaxed her gently. “Be good, don’t bring her up again.”
Then, as if no one else existed, the two kissed.
Under the sleeves of her coat, Sue’s hands curled into fists, nails digging so deep into her palms that blood dripped onto the floor.
She wanted so badly to rush over and demand to know why these two were doing this to her.
But in the next second, she turned and fled in humiliation.