Chapter 12
“Eric, are you out of your mind?” His words infuriated Abigail. “What I do is none of your business! We’re divorced!”
Although he hadn’t signed the papers yet, that was his problem. In her mind, they were already divorced and had no connection anymore.
Even if she were going on a date with Ryan, what right did he have in question her?
It was he who had been flirting with Nicole. If she were to do the same thing, it would only be returning the favor!
“I haven’t signed yet, so you’re still my wife!”
He grabbed Abigail’s chin, forcing her to look up and meet his pace. “You think you can mess around with other men? Abigail, do you think I’m dead?”
She found it laughable. Did he ever think about her feelings when he pampered Nicole and cared nothing for her? No, of course not
Because she had no place in his heart.
She met his smoldering are coldly, each word casting. “Is my heart, you’re as good as
Adocentes should be like someone who had died, gone without a trace.
“Whipal!” Eric was so enragod that his grip tightened, “You disgust me!”
Even though she had already come to terms with the fact that he had no place for her in his heart, those words still cut deep
Her jawel like it was being enished in his hand. However, the pan was nothing compered to the pony in her heart.
Suppressing the pain, Abigail mattered through gritted teeth, “If I’m so disgusting, why don’t you just sign the papers? Are you too cheap to do that?”
No one had ever insulted Eric Bloo that before. His face daclosed lustantly, his eyes turning cold as if the temperature in the room had dropped several degrees
His gaze was filled with fury as if ready to incinerate her whole.
“Are you trying to provoke me? Beh… Abigail, you’ve got puts!” le squeezed her even harder, twisting her expression with his happens when you anger me
“I’ll show you what
He finished, letting good her chin and grabbing her wrist, dragging her toward the car. His rigid figure radiated. 1 air of intimidation, exuding an Inexplicable sense of menace.
Abigail stumbled, anxiety rising in her chest. “Eric, where are you taking me? Let go of me
Naomi’s instructions had been clear – Brodie Walsh’s tube would be removed by 9:00 am, and then the surgery would proceed immediately.
Now, time was running out. The surgery might be canceled if she didn’t get there in time. Her urgency skyrocketed, and she began struggling violently.
But Eric’s grip was like Iron, unyielding no matter how much she fought. He didn’t look back, his voice low and icy. “You hooked up with Ryers and stole “Nicole’s cornea just to get back at me, right?”
He dragged her to the car and stoved her inside the passenger seat. “I’ll make you watch your plans fall apart then.”
His actions were rough, and when he shoved her inside, her head collided with the car ceiling with a loud thud, making her feel dizzy,
What was he trying to do? What was his plan?
A feeling of dread surged inside her, and as she reached for the door, he quickly locked it.
Desperation filled her as she pounded on the door “Eric, what do you think you’re doing? Let me out?
Eric slid into the driver’s seat and started the engine.
He drove recklessly through traffic, swerving from lane to lame. At first, Abigail had wanted to ask him what he was doing, but the terrifying speed made her grip the overhead handle, too scared to speak.
Gradually, she recognized the surroundings–she was near the hospital. Her heart skipped a beat. When the car turned into the hospital parking lot, her anxiety peaked
She knew what Erie intended to do. As he dragged her out of the car, she finally snapped, shouting at him, “Eric, are you insane? Do you know how important that cornea is to me…”
Eric suddenly turned, his cold gaze cutting through her like a blade, “You enjoy scheming and fighting with Nicole for things, don’t you? Let me show you you’ll never get what belongs to her.”
Abigall’s eyes widened in horror. He was going to give Nicole the comica.
No, she couldn’t allow that.
Since she was preparing for surgery, she hadn’t taken her medication in the morning. Now, with the emotional turmoil, her vision blurred as a sharp pain shot through her eyes.
She grabbed his hand, trying to explain, “Erk, listen to me. I never planned to get back at you and Nicole. That cornes is important to me–my eyes,”
Just then, she heard footsteps approaching, followed by Rudy’s voice,
“Mr. Gomez, everything is arranged. Ms. Hopkins can go in for the transplant surgery now.”
“No!” Abigail screamed in panic, her voice a desperate plea. “Eric, please, don’t give it to her! I’m not lying! The come is really important to me. If I don’t get the surgery, I’ll go blind. 1—”
“Go blind them!”
Erie’s voice was venomous, without a trace of warmth. “Deore you lose sight, watch closely as your scheme will fall, and you won’t get anything”
He turned to Rudy, “Take Nicole to the operating room now and start the procedure!”
His words hit Abigail like a thunderclap, leaving her stunned and motionless,
Soon, Nicole was lying on the bed, wheeled into the operating room.
At the same time, Brodie, who had already been extubated and had all the instruments removed, was also being pushed in
“No..”
Abigail screamed, rushing forward to stop them, but Eric grabbed her by the neck, forcing her to stay where she was, helplessly watching
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