Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 218

Patric witnessed Sylvia’s tearful breakdown and couldn’t help but shed tears himself. He tightly hugged her, comforting her to calm down. “Girl, take a deep breath. It’s not your fault. Don’t burden yourself with all the blame. Torturing yourself like this will only crush your spirit.”

But Sylvia clung tightly to his cuff, her mind haunted by the nightmare from the day before the accident. She couldn’t hear Patric’s words and her tears kept flowing. “Third brother, I always thought he hijacked the plane to kill me. I despised him and tortured him, refusing to listen to any explanations. The abuse he endured was real. It’s all my fault. I killed him” It’s all because of me.”

Patric held her tear–stained face, repeating his reassurances gently. “No, you’re not at fault. You didn’t kill him. It was his choice. He’s gone now, but your life still continues. Don’t let yourself suffer anymore.”

“But, third brother“”

She retreated into Patric’s embrace, sobbing uncontrollably.

“I wanted to numb myself too. I drank so much alcohol, trying to forget everything and regain my senses, but I couldn’t. The more I drank, the clearer my mind became. ITM”

Her crying became so intense that she struggled to breathe and eventually succumbed to an overwhelming drowsiness.

“Girl!”

Patric panicked and quickly called for a doctor, carrying her out of the bathroom and bringing her back to the room on the third floor.

Since the room was filled with men, it was inconvenient to change Sylvia’s clothes and tend to her body. Patric asked Fifteen to drive and bring Nancy’s mother to the Cloud View Villa.

A group of people surrounded Sylvia, who was in a fever–induced coma, not leaving her side for a moment. The doctor arrived and administered a fever–reducing injection, but Sylvia’s condition remained weak. After three days of drinking high–concentration white wine on an empty stomach, her stomach had almost been burned through. She received two bags of intravenous nutrition, gradually restoring color to her pale face.

They continued with various treatments, working tirelessly for two days and nights until the weak figure on the bed finally stirred awake.

upon waking

her voice was hoarse, Patric sat beside her bed and heard her clearly. He sighed softly while helping her cool down the freshly stewed chicken soup from Mrs. Mellis. “Girl, forget about him.

even more.”

in shock, ready to refute, but no

other? She believed she would never encounter a love like his again in

pain,

still young. The days ahead will get better and better. Don’t dwell on this

would be heartbroken too. Instead of dwelling

looking out the window,

with care.

and parched

stubbornness, Patric sighed once again, realizing he needed to change his

amends for him, you need to get better soon. With his passing, only two women remain in the Feng family. Although all the assets are now in your hands, you must help

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flickered in Sylvia’s eyes, catching Patric’s attention.

to recover and come up with the best solution. You must think about your future

eyes, deep in contemplation.

gently coaxing her, “That’s why we’re having chicken soup now. Take care of your health first

didn’t refuse. She

that Nineteen had mentioned not to bring up Edgar’s name, so he refrained from doing so. He continued to encourage Sylvia, telling her about the responsibilities that awaited her in the Feng family

voice gradually regained strength. In the morning,

for me?” Nineteen asked as he entered.