Zachary’s face contorted with pain. He resembled a pitiful stray dog. “Tessa, who is he?” he asked. Tessa’s eyes flared with anger. She spun around sharply and locked eyes with him.

The hatred in her eyes was raw and unrelenting. It cut through Zachry like a blade.

The next second, Zachary heard Tessa’s bone-chilling voice. “Zachary, I never want to see you again. Get out of my life and don’t ever come back.”

Her words dripped with venom as she spat the last few words out through clenched teeth,

Zachary felt his chest tighten as though a dagger had been driven straight into his heart. The ache made it hard to breathe.

He was also injured, with blood smeared all over his face. Yet, her eyes held no concem for him.

All Zachary saw in her gaze was cold indifference and hatred. Did she look like that because he had hurt that man?

His memories dragged him back to the past. He remembered the day he injured himself in a reckless race with friends, Tessa had cried her heart out, refusing to leave his side at the hospital even for a moment. When he had caught a minor cold, she had been so worried that she cried, she would always feed him to make sure he took his medicine on time.

But now,

she remained unmoved, even when he was seriously injured. Her heart and attention were entirely devoted to another man.

Desperation gripped Zachary. His lips trembled as he repeated his question. “Who is he?”

Tessa coldly uttered, “My fiancé.”

Zachary’s face froze in disbelief.

Tears welled up in the comers of his eyes as he stammered, “W-What You’re lying, dight?”

The medical staff helped Stephen into the ambulance.

Tessa didn’t respond to Zachary, Instead, she turned and boarded the ambulance with Stephen

When Zachary tried to follow, the medical staff stopped him. They directed him to a separate ambulance. Both men were taken to the same hospital.

As it was a public hospital, there were no VIP wards available. After treatment, Zachary and Stephen were placed in the same ward temporarily. Zachary’s bed was located near the door

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When Tessa entered the ward, she was greeted by the sight of Zachary on his bed. His head was

wrapped in bandages, and he had an IV drip attached to his ann. She didn’t spare him a second glance. Instead, she walked straight to Stephen’s bedside and tended to him with gentle care.

Though they were in the same room, Zachary may as well have been invisible.

Zachary looked at her with a lingering gaze. Sadness radiated from every fiber of his being.

But Tessa seemed completely oblivious to his pain. She continued speaking to Stephen and ignored Zachary entirely.

Zachary called her name several times but she pretended not to hear him.

The police arrived soon after to handle the formalitles. Both men recounted the incident truthfully and agreed to resolve the matter privately. The police left once they settled their report.

Not long after, Samson burst into the room with a bodyguard.

“Mr. Jacobson, what happened?” Samson’s forehead glistened with sweat, his face pale with fear. He looked thoroughly shaken.

How could Stephen end up so injured when they had just parted two hours ago?

It Rowena and Sophia found out, he’d be in serious trouble

Stephen’s expression was cold and tinn. “It’s nothing. Make sure this doesn’t get out, especially to my family. Understood?”