Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"Ms. Wiley, I didn't expect you to really wake him up," Rowan said slowly. "However, this works in my favor."

I looked at them warily, a sense of foreboding creeping over me, but I feigned gratitude. "Thank you for coming."

Richard smirked. "Of course, we're here to celebrate Mr. Grayson waking up."

With that, he suddenly raised the syringe in his hand.

My heart missed a beat. "What are you going to do?"

Richard's smile turned sinister. "This is a special celebratory drug. Just one injection, and he will sleep forever! Don't you realize? There isn't a single doctor or nurse in this hospital now. I didn't expect that this damn guy would be so tough..." From the crash to the coma, all their steps had been carefully planned to seize the chance and finish off Ethan once and for all!

And here I was, thinking I should be grateful to them-how foolish of me!

"Stop!" I stood in front of Ethan, my eyes burning with fury. "I won't let you!"

Rowan sneered. "Ms. Wiley, I suggest you don't meddle. Do you really think a small-time designer can go up against Rovera Group? If you weren't so beautiful, would I even be interested in you? Do you even know your own worth? "Now that the Grayson Group is in your hands, if you just cooperate with us, we'll guarantee you wealth and status. Why throw it all away for this dying man?"

nearly losing control and rushing to tear his face apart. "Get out! You despicable scum, I'd rather have nothing than help you harm him!" Suddenly, I felt a hand grab mine, and a weak voice called out, "Evelyn, don't mind me. Just

I leave you?" My

and Rowan exchanged a glance

Richard exclaimed. "Too bad your happy

the syringe. The two men's smiles grew twisted in the pale light as they inched

out, my voice hoarse. "Get away

eyes scanning me lasciviously. "Stop wasting your energy. We've already made our deal

ones who built

tore open my collar with his

was deafening, buttons scattering to the floor. My shoulders and

to

you dog!"

you two reunite. After all, she knows too much, and it'll be a waste of her beauty if we don't

reached out to grab

I roared, punching him in the face with