She had exhausted her love for him during those dark daysâ¦
Amber Mitchell slowly opened her eyes, only to find that it was already dawn. The nurse was looking at her with concern. âMiss Mitchell, youâre awake. Do you want me to help you to the washroom to wash up?â
âYes, thank you,â said Amber Mitchell. She sat up, only to find tears in her eyes.
It was because she had dreamed of what happened that year, and it was too painfulâ¦
Amber Mitchell went to the washroom. After washing up, the nurse came to change the dressing on her wounds. Once that was done, she ate breakfast.
Everything was different from when she was locked up in the mental hospital.
She was halfway through her breakfast when there was suddenly an argument outside the ward, followed by what seemed to be sounds of fighting.
Amber Mitchell frowned, wondering what had happened outside. Suddenly, the ward door was pushed open and someone barged in. The nurse in the ward tried to stop the person, but someone pinned her down the next moment.
When a figure came into the ward and appeared in Amber Mitchellâs sight, her pupils constricted instantly!
It was⦠George Gregory!
George Gregory was here!
The men George Gregory brought had subdued the security guards outside, and George Gregory was slowly walking toward her.
Amber Mitchell stiffened as a chill shot up her back.
âWhat does George Gregory want?â
âIt was inconvenient to say some things when so many reporters were around earlier, so I wanted to come look for you at a quieter time,â said George Gregory.
His magnetic voice and gentle face were what she used to love.
However, looking at him now, she no longer felt any love for him.
âI donât know whatâs there for us to talk about, Mr. Gregory,â Amber Mitchell replied hoarsely.
George Gregory frowned a little. Her hoarse voice sounded so harsh.
He turned to his men and instructed, âWait outside the ward.â
âYes,â the men responded and led the nurse out of the ward.
Hence, only Amber Mitchell and George Gregory were left in the ward.
George Gregory stared intently at Amber Mitchell. The white bandage on her forehead was so glaring.
âYou were so infatuated with Herman Moss that you went to the Moss familyâs cemetery to pay him your respects at night. You were even willing to injure your head. If Herman Moss knows how infatuated you are with him now, he would think his death is worth it,â George Gregory said sarcastically.
Amber Mitchell instantly felt cold all over her body. âHe⦠knows what had happened last night? Does that also mean he has placed his people among the security guards at the cemetery?â
âWorth it?â Amber Mitchell found it ridiculous and felt sad. âGeorge Gregory, so what if Iâm infatuated with Herman? So what if I injured my head for him? I donât use these kinds of things to measure whether something is worth it or not. Itâs ridiculous that I used to think you understood me. You donât understand me at all.â
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