Beep!
Beep...
"Heart rate 116, upper pressure 129, lower pressure 74, everything is normal with the patient."
"The surgery was very successful..."
"..."
The humming sound fades in and out.
In the blurred vision, the white light is particularly glaring.
The pain that lasted for months disappeared completely.
Serena Sinclair felt incredibly light, an unprecedented sense of relaxation.
In the sound of thumping heartbeats, Serena’s consciousness once again scattered.
She woke up 24 hours later.
Her hands, feet, and whole body no longer swollen.
The nausea and urge to vomit in her chest were gone too.
If not for the reflection in the floor-to-ceiling window, showing her body full of tubes, just like before she was unconscious.
Serena almost thought she had co back to life after being dead.
But recalling what happened before she passed out that day.
Serena couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly.
Wasn’t it just like she died once?
Serena, it’s ti to wake up!
Thinking of the voice she heard before she fainted that day, Serena asked the caregiver Lynn, "Who asked you to co?"
The person said, she was such a proud person, would rather die than be seen in such a sorry and miserable state.
Don’t tell her.
Lynn paused, "Ms. Sinclair, sorry, I can’t say. However, if fate wills it, you will et soday."
Serena was not resigned.
She took the chance when Lynn was not around to ask the nurse.
The nurse was confused, "Wasn’t it your husband?"
Serena: ...
She would rather believe The Reaper King had a soft heart than believe it would be Adrian Lockwood.
It took Serena 7 days from waking up to being able to get out of bed and walk.
In those 7 days, neither Adrian nor Miles appeared.
Only Adrian made two phone calls, Serena didn’t answer.
In the past, Serena would have been so upset that she cried and couldn’t sleep through the night.
But after dying once, Serena felt nothing.
In life, nothing matters except death.
If soone is not worth it, just let them go.
If sothing is not worth it, just forget it.
Looking at Lynn with red eyes from worry when she was changing her dicine, Serena instead comforted her, "Lynn, I’m okay. My good fortune is still ahead."
"Ms. Sinclair is right!"
Lynn nodded.
Serena stayed in the hospital for more than half a month.
The day she was discharged was a cloudy day.
The car drove towards The Lockwood Villa, and when it passed the kindergarten, Serena couldn’t help but ask the driver to stop by the side of the road.
Before getting out of the car, Serena checked herself in the mirror.
After being sick for several months, her plump figure quickly slimd down.
Even the sallow skin had been nourished white and smooth by Lynn’s painstaking soups.
At a glance, it seed like she returned to the appearance when she first got married.
At five o’clock, the kindergarten entrance was bustling with people.
Inside the gate, the lawn was chirping with little kids, even their quarrels were crisp and pleasant.
After the lower class picked up, it was ti for the middle class.
Serena imdiately saw Miles Lockwood.
"Why are you here?"
Seeing Serena, Miles’s cheerful face instantly drooped, "I had arranged with Chloe Auntie, she said she would co to pick up. It’s definitely you, you bad woman, you..."
"Miles!"
His anger was interrupted by a bright call of "Miles."
Serena turned around.
Among the crowd outside the kindergarten gate, Chloe Lynch was walking gracefully, standing out and exceptionally striking.
Wearing an off-white Chanel suit.
With exquisite makeup and luxurious jewelry.
Like a young girl as pure as a gardenia flower, blossoming into a bright and lively rose in just half a year.
The sapphire necklace around her neck was what she liked when flipping through an album, and Adrian specially had it ordered from Paris.
The necklace was still dazzling.
However.
It had changed owners.
"Chloe Auntie..."
His mood quickly changed, Miles rushed to Chloe Lynch like a happy little bird.
Hand in hand, big and small, they walked briskly towards the parking lot.
Even their backs radiated happiness.
Making funny faces to amuse Miles and using a wet wipe to clean his face and hands, Chloe handed him a biscuit.
Unable to see Miles’s expression, but Serena knew, he must be laughing happily.
Serena turned to leave, but Chloe chased after her.
"Serena..."
Chloe handed over a card, "This is a gift from President Lockwood to , but I think you need it more than I do, you take it."
A beauty parlor mbership card.
Seeing the unabashed provocation and condescending charity in Chloe’s eyes.
Serena was unprecedentedly calm, "No need. ... Since it was given to you, keep it."
Ha.
Just a beauty card.
"Since you like hunting in the trash heap, then ... it’s all yours!"
Including Adrian and Miles.
Serena turned and walked away.
Behind her ca Chloe’s relentless shouting, "Serena Sinclair, the unlovable is the mistress, if you properly behaved as a nanny, I wouldn’t exclude you. The title of Mrs. Lockwood, I... will give it to you!"
Give?
Are mistresses so arrogant now?
Staring at Chloe’s arrogant face for a few monts, Serena couldn’t muster any emotion beyond calmness.
She only made a phone call to Adrian, saying there’s sothing to discuss, asking him to co ho early after finishing his work.
Serena went straight to the study.
Adrian returned late at night.
Reeking of alcohol, upon seeing Serena, there was a fleeting shock in Adrian’s eyes, "Serena, if you don’t act up, our days can be good."
"Act up?"
Serena was stunned.
What did she act up?
Words on the tip of her tongue, Serena was too tired to say.
He can think what he wants.
"Adrian, let’s divorce!"
Serena pulled out the divorce agreent, "The company is yours, I only worked a year after graduation then got pregnant, just pay the salary for that year."
"The house and the car count as our property during marriage. We split fifty-fifty... I’m too lazy to divide assets, the villa is yours, the apartnt in the east of town is mine. As for Miles..."
Without waiting for Adrian’s reaction, when Serena looked again, she saw Adrian already lying on the sofa asleep.
In the past, she would be both caring and nagging, half coaxing and half persuading him to take a bath, change clothes, and go to bed.
But at this mont, Serena felt dead inside.
Growing up together, four years of college, six years married.
During school, hearing him complain about uncooperative teammates and struggling with graduation projects.
At work, hearing him sigh at the difficulties of entrepreneurship and tough negotiations with clients.
Most of the ti it was him speaking, her quietly listening, then offering advice and solutions.
There was also gentle and sweet tis.
But gradually, they rarely had the chance to sit down and chat over coffee.
And now, Serena felt like she was just a nanny in this house.
What she wanted to say, he didn’t care at all.
What she wanted to do, he was indifferent.
Even in college, her grades were better, and her design drafts were more outstanding at work.
Yet in his eyes, her role was only that of a good wife and a good mother.
Just like when she was first diagnosed with pregnancy, thinking she could work until close to delivery before resting, but Adrian insisted she stay ho for maternity.
It was from then that he increasingly beca blind to her, and deaf to her voice.
Having brushed with death, she wouldn’t be the sa as before.
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