Thaddeus shuddered, his heart aching with disbelief.
They had once been a couple, and now, she was standing against him, ready to fight.
Her sharp knife hadn't yet pierced his skin, but it had already stabbed his heart.
"The last one who experienced my wrath was Jareth. But he had the sense to keep his distance from me since then."
Evadne tilted her head, her beautiful eyes cold and emotionless. "I hope you won't need me to plunge this knife into your heart to get the message, right?"
"What's so good about him?" Thaddeus, ignoring her threat, asked with a hoarse voice.
"What did you say?" She was taken aback momentarily.
"Avery... what's so good about him?" Thaddeus, his eyes red, stepped closer to her.
Even though he knew what was pressing against his chest, even though he knew how ruthless and cruel she could be, he couldn't care less anymore.
"Thaddeus, get away!"
Evadne's eyes widened as she kept retreating, yet the knife in her hand didn't waver. "Do you think I wouldn't dare to hurt you?"
"Why do you insist on being with him? Is it to... revenge me?"
With his voice trembling and hoarse, Thaddeus stared at her, oblivious to the fact that the tip of the knife had already pierced his suit and was prickling his skin.
"Should I be with you instead of him? Why are you so mad?"
Evadne scoffed, "Besides, haven't I loved you before? For three years. Wasn't it you who drove me away?"
Each word she spoke was like a knife twisting in his heart.
Thaddeus took a deep breath. His chest ached as if the pain had spread to every nerve in his body.
And yet, everything she said was true. It was brutal and left him helpless.
"Evadne!"
Hearing her name, Evadne quickly looked over and saw Avery standing a few steps away, his face filled with concern.
"Evadne, you're not feeling well. Let's go to the hospital, okay?" With worry in his gentle eyes, Avery reached out for her.
Instead of playing the petty game of wife-snatching in front of Evadne, Avery chose a different strategy.
He cared for her, cherished her, and understood her feelings.
He wanted her to know who truly cared for her.
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute."
Evadne, with her nimble fingers, put away the knife and walked towards Avery without looking back, making a clear choice between the two men.
The one who was abandoned was evident.
Thaddeus stood stiffly, looking both pathetic and ridiculous.
As Evadne walked up to Avery, she didn't let him hold her hand, but spoke in a gentle tone, "Let's go."
Avery's hand trembled slightly as he retracted it, "Okay."
As they walked shoulder to shoulder, they looked like a perfect couple, leaving under the watchful, dejected eyes of Thaddeus.
Only when the hallway was empty did Thaddeus slowly raise his hand to cover the wound that he couldn't feel. There was a look of agony in his eyes.
"Evadne, I just wanted you to... see me."
Avery quickly took Evadne to the hospital.
By the time they reached the hospital, she was in so much pain that she couldn't get out of the car. Clutching her abdomen tightly, her mind went blank, and her delicate face turned pale.
Her stomach had always been a problem. It was a consequence of her time as a doctor without borders, when she had to endure periods of hunger and excess in war-torn areas.
"Mr. Chambers! I'll get a wheelchair right away!" The secretary, sweating profusely, offered.
"No need, I've got it."
Avery was the first to get out of the car. He bent down to pick up Evadne and strode towards the hospital.
"Ouch... it hurts..." Evadne gasped weakly, leaning against him.
"Evadne, last time you told me not to hold you randomly."
Avery held her soft body tightly as if to embed her into his chest, "But I had no other choice, Evadne... you won't blame me, right?"
His voice was full of tenderness and coaxing.
The secretary standing by was flabbergasted. When did the cold-hearted Mr. Chambers ever lower himself to be so gentle with a woman?
He thought, "If this Ms. Evadne didn't marry Mr. Chambers, there would be no justice in the world!"
Evadne was finally put on a drip and fell asleep on the hospital bed late at night.
Perhaps due to their childhood affinity, or her physical exhaustion, she, who was usually wary of unfamiliar men, allowed Avery to stay by her side this time.
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