Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 139

Dizziness and nausea swept over me at once. I used the wheelchair to support myself as I stood up and stumbled toward the bathroom.

Nothing came up, but I felt crampa assail me in waves

I felt terrible, not just physically but also emotionally.

Tears fell down my cheeks as I vomited, and although I raised my hand to wipe them away, more fell.

In the end, I could no longer stand it. A nurse came and injected me with a sedative. I lay in bed, and I didn't want to see Erhan at all. I said very softly, "Tell him to go out. I don't want to see him."

I turned my head aside. Even taking another glance at him seemed to repulse me.

Perhaps it was because of the revulsion in my eyes, but Ethan pressed his lips together, looking at a loss.

I felt that it was laughable. He had lown that it would hurt me when he made that choice, but he had still chosen to hurt me. Why was he putting up an art now? "I don't want to see him! Tell him to get lost!"

The nurse saw that I was getting agitated again, so she walked over to Ethan. "The patient gets agitated when she sees you. You'd better leave for now."

knuckles bulged, and be glanced at me again

were sluggish due to the effects of the sedative. It took me a

to the door. When I twisted the doorknob and opened it, I saw a bodyguard in a black suit standing outside. When

of a suspicion. My expression tumed

"I'm sorry, Ms. Wiley. Mr. Grayson says that you're in no

on the armrests, and I took a deep breath

his head and said

wanted to keep

laugh. Ethan was

phone and unblocked his number, then tapped on the screen to make the call. It only rang twice before

the sound of electrical static as Ethan remained silent. I didn't know whether it was because he felt guilty, but I no

your dog to get lost. You may control everything in Yardville, but do you think

illegally. Since you're so keen on going through difficult times with Leah,

Ethan finally spoke, and his voice sounded exhausted and weak "Give me some time. I'll

preventing me from going out. "How will you take care of it? Are

only trust myself. I didn't want to