CEO Broke Down and Cried After I Divorced Him by Miss Rich

Chapter 0007

At the hospital.

The moment Dylan stepped through the door, Anne threw herself into his arms. She clung to him like a rag doll, trembling against him. "Dylan, I feel awful... I feel so terrible..."

"Where does it hurt?"

Dylan tried to push her away, but instead of letting go, she only clung tighter.

"Everywhere..." Anne moaned, placing his hand on her chest. "Especially here, it feels like bugs crawling under my skin-itching, unbearable. Mr. Dylan, please help me!"

Her behavior was clearly not normal. “I'll call the doctor."

"No, I don't want a doctor. I want you." Anne clung to him like a vine, her hands restlessly undoing his shirt buttons. “Please, Mr. Dylan, help me, I feel like I'm dying. If you don't help me, I really will die..."

As her fingers worked to undo the buttons, Dylan grabbed her wrists. “Anne, calm down..."

"I can't calm down..." She leaned in, trying to kiss him, whispering his name over and over, “Mr. Dylan, Mr. Dylan..."

Just as she was about to succeed, Dylan forcefully pushed her away, sending her sprawling to the floor. His resistance spoke volumes, even if he hadn't said a word.

A flicker of coldness flashed in Anne's eyes, but when she looked up again, only sadness remained.

"Mr. Dylan, do you hate me?"

Dylan didn't respond, nor did he help her up.

Instead, he turned away. "I'm calling a doctor."

Anne wasn't about to let him leave.

She scrambled to her feet and wrapped herself around him from behind. "I told you, I don't want a doctor. I want you! Please, Mr. Dylan, take me...”

“Anne, something is clearly wrong with you,” Dylan said, his lips pressed into a thin line. “You need to see a doctor."

"No doctor can help me. Only you can save me."

As she spoke, Anne began stripping off her own clothes. "Please, save me. I'm begging you."

the back of her

had been hiding in the

about helping Dylan—it was simply that she couldn't bear to watch the scene unfold. It was the kind of thing that could

didn't expect was that

he loved most. Suzy couldn't quite understand why

on the hospital bed before pressing

Dylan briefly explained what had just happened. "Is

examination,

right. The poison in Miss Anne's body is highly unusual. The last time the poison flared up, nothing like this happened. Now, it's suddenly escalated, and who knows what

and thought about what the

been no word from

about tracking her down—she hadn't even answered a single phone call. Desmond had been trying for days, but every attempt

Anne was proving to be

the first time, he found himself played by a woman who had him

commanded, "For now, find a way to alleviate her

doctor began. "This poison is something I've

administer the wrong medication, it could worsen her condition instead

doctor pressed his lips together before continuing, “At this point, the safest way to relieve her symptoms might be for you, Mr. Wright, to

Dylan didn't hesitate. "If it comes to

not

dignity," Dylan muttered, his voice low as he

wasn't that he wouldn't touch her—he just

back to a day when she had gone to his office to deliver some documents he had left behind at

married for three years, and not once had he shown her the respect a wife

it came to Anne,

compare, but moments like this always brought it to the surface, no matter how hard

she even watching this

a way

would have it, the

moments

avoid waking Anne, he stepped out

wardrobe. But just as she thought she'd made

Their eyes locked.