A Divorce Make Me Rich

Anthony’s mouth curved with mockery.

That laughter, upon closer inspection, was actually mocking himself.

“You’ve known me for a while now. Is it necessary to be so surprised?”

Mavis was in a panic, still holding the pen. Her hand was shaking, but she did not dare to pull it out, afraid of bleeding.

His lips lost a bit of color, his brow furrowed with pain, but he still smiled and said, “So this is what it feels like to be wrongly accused and unable to defend. It really hurts.”

“If you insist on signing, I agree. Just take out that ballpoint pen and continue signing now.”

Mavis looked at him incredulously, “You’re absolutely crazy.”

He was breathing heavily, with a paranoid smile on his lips and his eyes gradually becoming weak. He could barely stand upright.

Mavis had to support him and called an ambulance.

…

Within one day, Anthony went to the hospital twice. He sat by his hospital bed while medical staff disinfected and dressed his wound.

With a small screen blocking her view, Mavis listened to the doctor’s medical advice.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“The ballpoint pen pierced deeply and almost reached his heart, but fortunately it was handled in time and there was not too much bleeding. In the future, you should control his emotions better. It’s normal for couples to argue, but you shouldn’t resort to violence easily. It would be terrible if someone got hurt.”

Mavis’s mouth twitched, “It wasn’t me… he hurt himself.”

The doctor was shocked. When he was angry, he can even kill himself?

What a tough man!.

He wrote in the medical record and said, “Mr. Callahan had suffered a very serious gunshot wound before, with obvious old scars on his chest and heart area. The location of the injury is two centimeters away from where he was poked with the ballpoint pen. Please advise him to take care of himself and not to joke around with his life.”

The doctor thought that the gunshot wound was also self-inflicted by Anthony.

After all, if he can stab himself with a ballpoint pen, his brain must have been abnormal before.

Mavis was surprised.

She remembered the last time she had seen Anthony’s traumatized body, so many wounds that she couldn’t tell what they were.

Thinking about these things, she couldn’t express what emotions she was feeling, but overall, it wasn’t very comfortable.

“I will let him know, doctor. Thank you.”

As soon as the doctor left, Mavis went around the screen to check Anthony’s medication situation.

The man sitting on the hospital bed, originally had a straight back and a carefree expression on his face.

In the instant, he caught a glimpse of that graceful figure from the corner of his eye. He let out a soft hiss and furrowed his brows, shifting slightly to the side. “Are you choking me so tightly, aiming to take my life?”

“Ah?” The nurse who was wrapping the bandage looked confused. He didn’t use much force, did he?

The male nurse turned back to look at Mavis and seemed to understand something. “Girls have weaker strength than mine, so their grip must be much lighter,” he said.

He handed the unfinished bandage on his hand to Mavis, bowed slightly, and left the ward.

Mavis walked slowly over and sat down by the bed.

While she was focused on bandaging the wound, Anthony was staring at her intently, lost in thought.

From Teflayria to Crana, she had pursued him for five years. What exactly did he need to do to regain her attention and once again capture the deep love she once gave him without reservation?

“It’s okay.”

Mavis’s voice brought his thoughts back, and he was about to say something when he saw Mavis stand up to leave.

“Where to?” he grabbed her hand.

“I have already handled everything on your end. There is no big problem. I will go downstairs to check on Moore.”

The wound that was just bandaged up suddenly began to hurt again in an instant.

“Raymond is taking care of things over there. Why don’t you sit here and then we can chat?”

Mavis looked indifferent and said, “There’s nothing to talk about.”

Anthony held her hand tightly and asked, “Are you still going to sign the divorce agreement?”

She nodded.

Still signing… did she need to continue signing even if she needed to change the pen?

Feeling angry and with a sharp pain in his chest like needles, he could only drown his sorrows in bitter.

“Moore is injured, it really wasn’t me. If you want to punish me for his sake by signing it, I won’t accept it.”

He started to undo the strap without any warning as he spoke.

The freshly wrapped bandages were removed, still stained with blood, and the process was rough and aggressive, as if there was no consideration for pain.

Mavis was puzzled by him, “What do you want to do again?”

He ignored it and turned his head to see the fruit basket and fruit knife on the bedside table.

Picking up the fruit knife, he forcefully placed it in Mavis’ hand, then grabbed her hand and pressed the blade against his own wounded heart.

“I’ve explained Moore’s situation multiple times. If you still don’t believe me, then take action.”

Mavis was driven speechless by his craziness and gritted his teeth, “Madman!”

“He has multiple fractures all over his body, might be disabled for life. If you think I’m responsible for his suffering, then take my life as compensation for his.”

He slowly closed his eyes and waited.

Mavis stared at him, on his handsome face was a look of fearlessness and helplessness.

“It’s really unreasonable.”

She tossed the fruit knife and, after saying those words, turned around and left. “To prevent any secondary infection in your wound, I’ll call the medical staff to reapply the medication for you.”

Anthony finally opened his eyes and watched her back as she left the hospital room.

She didn’t say she was going to Moore’s ward, so she trusted him now, right?

However, five minutes later, the only person who walked in was the medical staff who had just given him medication.

He looked towards the door and asked, “Where’s my wife?”

The medical staff looked confused and replied, “Your wife only told me to give you medication again and then left. I don’t know where she went.”

She probably went to Moore’s place.

In the end, she still didn’t trust him. Anthony rubbed his chest and massaged his forehead with a sigh of frustration that almost gave him a heart attack.

The medical staff could sense the low pressure he brought with him and dared not breathe heavily as he quickly administered medicine.

Soon enough, Kane arrived.

The medical staff had just finished re-bandaging Anthony’s wound when Kane came in. “After you go back home,” said the medical staff, “be careful not to get your wound wet or take a shower for some time. Remember to change your dressing on time.”

Kane said, “Let’s go, Mr. Callahan.”

Anthony looked up puzzledly, “Is that it?”

The medical staff turned around and glanced at Kane before both of them were confused, “What else should there be?”

Anthony frowned, “Shouldn’t I be staying at a hospital?”

“You can recover from your injury at home without having to stay in hospital,” replied the medical staff.

Only Kane understood immediately and said, “Why wouldn’t there be? He has been seriously injured. What did doctors say? It almost pierced through his heart! That’s life-threatening! He needs more observation by staying in hospital for several days.”

“But…” The medical personnel didn’t have time to say anything else before Kane continued speaking,

“There are no buts about it. Let’s go fill out admission forms together. VIP wards are reserved exclusively for distinguished patients like him even if it costs us an arm and leg!”

As soon as they closed the door behind them, Anthony naturally lay down on bed staring blankly outside into darkness.

When Kane returned once more, he saw Anthony with a vacant expression, staring blankly out of the dark window.

“Mr. Callahan,” said Kane reassuringly while trying hard not show any signs of worry himself, “once NIB finds out the truth, you will clear your name. Mrs. Callahan is unaware now but when she realizes how wrong she was about you, she will treat you well.”

Truth?

Mavis would never believe whatever truth came out because whoever did this knew how to cover their tracks or find someone else to blame instead of themselves…

“Did you tell her that I’m staying at hospital?” asked Anthony looking directly into Kane’s eyes.

Kane hesitated before answering reluctantly, “I spoke with Mrs. Callahan downstairs earlier. She asked me whether we should inform your family about this situation but I told her that perhaps we shouldn’t because we don’t want them worrying too much about your condition. She agreed though. She wants you to rest well and let me take care of you.”

“Is she not coming?”

Kane shook his head.

Anthony’s handsome face darkened as he gritted his teeth. “Her own husband is in the hospital, and she won’t come take care of him. Instead, she goes to take care of another man? That’s just despicable behavior.”

Kane tried to defend her. “You can’t really blame Mrs. Callahan for that. Last time you pretended to get into a car accident and hurt your leg, so you used that trick already. This time when Mrs. Callahan saw you putting medicine on yourself, able to run and jump around but still insisting on staying in the hospital – well, Mrs. Callahan isn’t stupid. She could guess what your real intentions were.”

Anthony remained silent. If only she had been smarter and guessed that Moore had framed him for this whole mess…