TimeNovelChapter 139
Eleven couldn't cup with an answer, and Sylvia didn’t say anything else. “Forget it, let's go and see what's
wrong with him.”
After tidying up her desk quickly, she drove to the hospital.
In the hospital room...
Someone had wrapped themselves up like a Swiss roll, burying their head deep in the blanket.
The nurse sighed when she saw this. “Mr. Fallen, you still have a fever. Wrapping yourself up like that will make it
difficult for you to breathe. And... just letgive you the IV drip!”
Despite the persuasion from the medical staff and Eighteen, the “Swiss roll” on the hospital bed stubbornly
ignored them.
As soon as Sylvia entered, she saw this strange scene and teased, “Oh, I'm afraid tomorrow’s news will be about
the former CEO of the Fallen Company suffocating himself to death using a blanket and by refusing
an IV drip.”
When Eighteen saw her arrival, he respectfully greeted her, “Miss.”
Sylvia nodded slightly in response and approached Edgar's bed.
Before she could say anything, the “Swiss roll” suddenly reached out a hand and grabbed her wrist. Edgar
emerged from the blanket, his eyes misty due to the fever. He lacked his usual domineering and cold demeanor,
instead appearing fragile and pitiful.
He stared at Sylvia's face several times, confirming that he hadn’t mistaken her for someone else.
From now on, he would never mistake her for someone else again.
“Sylvia, you finally came. | woke up and didn’t see you. | missed you...”
Due to the fever, his voice sounded a bit nasal and milky, with a hint of a spoiled tone.
The medical staff and Eleven present: “77?”
Was this the sman who, just ten minutes ago, had a fierce and ferocious expression, as if he wanted to
devour someone?
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His change in demeanor was too fast, wasn't it?
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Sylvia, on the other hand, was creeped out by his words. “Did your brain burn out so quickly? Once your brain
goes bad, you can’t use it anymore. Just throw it away.”
Edgar: “...”
All the emotions he had mustered up were instantly gone.
“Sylvia, | want to talk to you alone for a moment.”
Sylvia thought for a moment and didn’t refuse. However, when she looked at the nurse, the directed her words
to him. “First, get the IV drip done. Otherwise, we won't discuss anything.”
With a low and nasal voice, Edgar replied, “Okay.”
The nurse immediately approached, but she saw that he was tightly holding onto Sylvia's wrist, making it
impossible to administer the injection.
Sylvia also noticed this and frowned. “Let go. How can we give you the IV drip like this?”
Without saying a word, Edgar decisively took out his other hand from under the blanket. He continued to hold
onto Sylvia's wrist tightly with his right hand. In the basement, he had been tormented by that drug until he was
mentally confused.
When the door to the basement opened and light poured in, his only thought was to grasp that figure he had
once lost. But no matter how hard he tried, it seemed that the distance between them, which seemed within
arm’s reach to him, could never be bridged.
It was a taste of despair that was even more tortuous than the M drug. Now that he was awake, and had finally
regained hold of her, he would never let go!
As he was thinking this, he felt a force pushing his hand away forcefully.
It was Sylvia.
The nurse had finished administering the IV drip, and Sylvia asked everyone to leave.
Seeing Edgar's hand gripping her wrist so tightly that the skin turned purple, she frowned. “You're hurting me. |
won't leave before we finish our conversation, but if you continue to hold on, | will leave immediately.”
Edgar hesitated for a moment, but under her cold gaze, he retreated and finally let go of her hand.
Sylvia sat down on the chair beside the hospital bed and got straight to the point, her tone calm. “Edgar, you
were clearly a proud person. But | don’t understand, why were you so decisive when you agreed to sign the
contract? Was it really just to repay the debt? Was it worth making yourself so miserable and humiliated?”
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Edgar lifted his gaze and locked eyes with her.
“Once upon a time, you lovedso much, gave everything forwholeheartedly, but I didn’t cherish it. Now, |
finally understand my own heart and have experienced the pain you went through back then.”
He paused for a moment, his dark eyes filled with sincerity. “Sylvia, | know | have a sharp tongue. | have said
many hurtful things to you in the past. From now on, you can scoldand vent your anger atevery day,
and | will never retort. | will repay you for everything | owe you, even if it's just a single word. Will you give me
one last chance?”
Scold him and vent her anger every day?
Was he really out of his mind? Did he enjoy being scolded?
Sylvia's face turned cold, and for the first time, she spoke her mind to him. “Initially, after the divorce, | thought
that we would becstrangers to each other. But your mother, your sister, and your beloved fiancee didn’t let
Fallen family a chance?”
Edgar's pupils slightly widened. “Wait, what did you say...”
Sent Tim to kill her?
When did this happen?
Sylvia ignored his questioning and continued speaking.
“Now, in my eyes, you are just my servant. Once the one-year agreement is fulfilled, | will forever let you go. We
will have no debts between us, and we will each go our separate ways.”
No debts?
Edgar's eyes brightened. “Are you saying that once | repay the debt of this one year, we can turn the page on
our past and have a chance to start over?”
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Sylvia sneered.
“I really don’t understand why you always pretend to loveso deeply now. But in the morning we went to get
the divorce certificate, your chance was already used up. Now you're acting spoiled and pretending to have deep
feelings in front of me. Don’t you find it laughable?”
After finishing her words, she stood up and turned to leave.
“Don’t go!”
Edgar rushed forward in a panic, but due to his weak body and the force of inertia, when he tried to grab
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her wrist again, she swiftly brought him down to the ground.
His knee hit the ground with a thud, and the sound alone was painful to hear. Edgar's facial features tightened in
pain, and it took him a few seconds to raise his face again.
“It was my blindness and ignorance back then. You stayed in the Fallen family for three years and marriedfor
another three years, but | didn’t recognize you as the girl who savedin Berth Street. That was my mistake,
and | repent for it. If you can’t forgive me, | understand. But | swear, | absolutely did not send Tim to kill you!”
Sylvia sneered. Lately, he had been putting on an act in front of her, and this the was playing the role for the
longest time, but it was also the most fake!
“Saving you back then was just a small effort on my part, and | didn’t care about it at all. Besides, if | had known
that the boy in the car would grow up to be you, | might have given him another stab. So, you don’t need to hold
onto this false sense of gratitude at all.”
After she finished speaking, she mercilessly broke free from Edgar's grip.
Before leaving, she gave him a final threat, “Stay obediently in the hospital and take care of yourself. If you
continue to refuse IV drips and medication, you'll bear the consequences!”
Just as Sylvia was about to leave, a man dressed as a physician entered the ward.
Seeing Edgar sitting on the ground, with the newly inserted IV drip falling off his hand, the man hurriedly
approached to help him.
“Boss, it's me!”
The man removed his mask, revealing Eric.
The moment Edgar saw him, his expression turned incredibly cold, and his anger permeated his bones.
“Investigate Tim! Even if he’s in prison, hang him up and beat him to death for me!”
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