Reclaiming the CEO's Heart

Chapter 5 I Want You to Live in Fear

Chapter 5 I Want You to Live in Fear

Lily looked at Jacob in confusion. She had not heard about Jacob getting married.

"Mr. Hill, we have lived abroad for many years and are not familiar with the news in the country. What is

the relationship between my daughter and you?"

Jacob remained calm and said expressionlessly, "Even if there was a relationship between us, it was in

the past. I am currently processing a divorce."

Avery never expected that her years of genuine affection would all just become a thing of the past for

him.

Was she angry? Of course, she was.

But more than that, she was disappointed. She realized she had been silly and had mistaken a jerk for

her treasure.

Avery took out the ring box and forcefully smashed it onto Jacob's forehead. "Go to hell, you scum! The

biggest regret of my life is having a relationship with you. See you at the City Hall at nine tomorrow

morning. Anyone who doesn't show up can go to hell!"

The box left a red mark on his forehead as it fell to the ground, and the ring rolled to her feet. This time, All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

Avery didn't even glance at it. She stomped on the ring and stormed out of the room.

In the past two years, Avery had gone through too much, and this matter was like the last straw on the

camel's back. She collapsed on the roadside before running too far.

As she looked at the continuous raindrops falling from the sky, it felt like the world was against her.

She thought it would be better to just die like this.

In this calculating world, she had nothing to hold onto.

When she woke up again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. The warm yellow light dispelled the

darkness, and the room was as warm as spring with the heating on.

"You're awake."

Avery opened her eyes and saw Nicholas's gentle eyes. "Nic, did you save me?"

"I saw you faint on the side of the road when I came home from work, so I brought you back. Seeing

that you were soaked, I had the servants change your clothes."

His eyes were clear and clean, without a hint of lewdness.

"Thank you, Nic."

"I made porridge. Have some warm water first."

Avery pushed the covers aside and got out of bed. "It's late, Nic. I won't disturb you."

She was weak, and her feet barely touched the ground before she fell down. Nicholas quickly

supported her, and his pleasant scent of laundry detergent lingered in the air.

It was just like the one her family used. Jacob also had the same scent on him.

The thought of Jacob caused her heart to ache badly again.

"You're too weak right now. If you want to live a little longer, don't overexert yourself." Nicholas gently

advised, "Consider it for the sake of your father."

Some hope finally emerged in Avery's lifeless and desperate eyes. "Thank you for taking care of me."

Watching Nicholas busy in the kitchen, she realized that she and Nicholas didn't have much

connection. At most, when she was a freshman and he was in the last year of college, he presented

her with an award for being an outstanding student.

At that time, he was already interning at a renowned hospital, so he seldom stayed in school. Later on,

she saw him at the hospital, and their contact increased slightly.

However, this kind of relationship couldn't be a reason for her to constantly trouble Nicholas.

After eating and taking some stomach medicine, she felt a bit better in her stomach.

Nicholas mentioned chemotherapy again. "Medical science is very advanced now. You are only in the

medium-late stage, and some cancer patients have survived even in the late stage. You have to

believe in yourself. Chemotherapy is a very effective treatment."

Avery lowered her head. "I have studied medicine. I know the benefits and side effects of

chemotherapy."

Nicholas continued, "The chances of surgical cure after chemotherapy are very high. Although the side

effects are severe, as long as you have the confidence to endure it..."

Avery slowly raised her head, tears in her eyes. She used all her strength to hold back her tears from

running down. Her lips trembled as she said, "But I can't endure it anymore."

Nicholas couldn't say any comforting words. Seeing her red eyes, he felt a tightness in his chest.

After a while, he asked, "Avy, are there no people you care about in this world anymore?"

She paused for a moment and replied slowly, "Only my father."

"Then, for the sake of Mr. Adams, you have to live well."

Avery smiled bitterly. "Thank you, Nic. I feel much better now. I won't bother you anymore."

Nicholas noticed that the wedding ring she had always worn was gone, and he opened his mouth to

say something, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

"Where are you going? I'll drive you."

"No need, I've already called a car. It'll be here soon." She refused decisively, and Nicholas had to

agree. However, he became more cautious. Seeing Avery's sad face and hearing her words, he was

afraid that she might have suicidal thoughts, so he secretly followed her car.

The car drove to the riverside, and Avery stood alone, staring at the river in a daze. Although the rain

had stopped, the temperature was low. Nicholas wanted to go forward and comfort her. However, a

black business car stopped next to her.

The car door opened, and a prestigious man who had long been dominating the financial magazine

rankings appeared under the street lamp.

Nicholas was shocked. Could it be that this man was Avery's husband?

The wind blew Avery's hair, adding a touch of melancholy to her already haggard face. Jacob

instinctively raised his hand to tuck her hair behind her ear, but he quickly suppressed the thought.

"What's the matter?"

Avery stared at him coldly, as if trying to recognize his face.

"Is the bankruptcy of the Adams family related to you?"

"Yes."

She asked straightforwardly, and he answered even more firmly.

"Is that child your son?" Avery asked the second question.

She stared at him without blinking, hoping that she was just overthinking, but Jacob had no intention of

denying it. He calmly said again, "Yes."

Avery took two steps forward and slapped him across the face. "Jacob, you shameless jerk!"

He easily caught her wrist and wiped away the tears on her face with his other hand. "Does it hurt?"

"You b*stard, why did you do this to me? What did the Adams family do to deserve this from you?"

Jacob's pupils under his long lashes were cold and emotionless. His voice was icy. "Avery, if you want

to know the answer, you can go back and ask your dear father what he did."

She sobbed and asked, "Jacob, did you ever love me?"

His black eyes were filled with ruthlessness, and he slowly said, "No, from the beginning, you were just

a pawn in my hands."

Tears rolled down Avery's face, hitting the back of his hand. As the cold wind blew, the hot tears quickly

turned cold.

"You hate me, don't you?"

"Yes, this is what the Adams family owes me. Avery, just blame yourself for being Martin's daughter! I

want you to live in pain every day and atone for my sister!"

"But your sister has been missing for a long time, hasn't she? What does it have to do with the Adams

family?"

He looked at Avery contemptuously, as if passing judgment from the heavens. "Avery, while you were

enjoying everyone's love, my sister was suffering inhuman torture. You can guess slowly. I won't tell

you the truth. I want you to live in fear forever and experience the suffering my sister went through!"

Jacob coldly got into the car and said, "I'll be waiting for you at the City Hall tomorrow morning at 9

o'clock."

Avery hurriedly chased after him and kept pounding on the car door. "Explain clearly. What happened

to your sister?"

The car sped away, leaving Avery with no support and she fell heavily to the ground.