Chapter 3

Nora was in a car accident. Gideon hurried me to the hospital. Just before entering the room, he gave me a serious look and said, "You should apologize to Nora later.

" I furrowed my brows, "I haven't done anything wrong, why should I apologize?" Gideon, looking worn out, replied, "If you hadn't upset Nora, she wouldn't have gotten into an accident." I let out a bitter laugh.

Inside the room, Nora whimpered in pain and weakly called out to us, "Gideon, Adeline, please don't argue because of me."

"It doesn't matter what happens to me, as long as it doesn't affect your relationship." Gideon forcefully pulled me in, "Apologize to Nora now."

A sharp pain hit my arm as I shook off Gideon's grip. "It was you two who slept together. What did I do wrong? Why should I apologize?" Nora's face turned ghostly pale, and she began to shake as she cried.

"I've lost my honor..." "My parents will be furious, and I'll never find someone to marry..." Gideon glared at me, "Adeline!" "Without my honor, I might as well be dead."

Nora's eyes were vacant as she tried to get out of bed. Gideon quickly held her close, stopping her from moving.

Nora buried her face in Gideon's chest, clutching his shirt, sobbing uncontrollably. "Leave me alone. I don't need your help." "Just let me die. What's the point of living?" Gideon gently patted her head, "I'll take responsibility, trust me." My vision blurred, and a deep pain filled my abdomen. "Gideon!" His back stiffened, and he removed his hearing aid. Nora, breathless from crying, wrapped her arms around his waist. I couldn't bear to watch any longer. Clutching my aching heart, I left with heavy steps. By the time I arrived home, it was dark. I sat on the couch, my head throbbing. My tears had dried, and my throat was too hoarse to speak.

Gideon called me. After picking up, there was a long silence on the line. Finally, he spoke with a raspy voice, "I'm sorry for losing my temper earlier."

"I'll be home soon. I got you a gift; let's discuss things then." "Please don't treat Nora like that again. She's the victim here."

"Apologize to her properly tomorrow and try not to see her anymore." I clutched the phone tightly and struggled to ask, "Do you remember what today is?" Silence fell on the other end again. "We'll talk when I get home."

The call ended. I slid to the floor, feeling utterly defeated. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something under the couch. Instinctively, I reached for it. It was a file folder with the Gideon Corporation logo on it.

Gideon Corporation had made waves in recent years, and rumor had it their boss, like Gideon, was hearing impaired.

I turned the folder over, and Gideon's name was written on the back. I frowned and opened it, revealing a thick stack of bidding documents.

Flipping through them, my face turned ashen. Desperate for confirmation, I took out my phone and searched for the CEO of Gideon Corporation. The webpage revealed nothing. Suddenly, an idea struck me, and I opened Nora's SnapChat moments.

[March 25] [A cure-all, thanks to a certain anonymous good brother.] The picture showed her with the latest luxury bag. I zoomed in, recognizing a familiar hand in the bottom right corner, missing its wedding ring.

My fingers trembled as I continued scrolling. [March 1] [The necklace matches my outfit today, thanks to Mr. Gideon's care for his little assistant.] The picture showed her in a white dress, wearing a pink diamond necklace.

Mr. Gideon, little assistant. The realization hit me hard. I had once told Gideon how much I liked that necklace's design, but its 5.2 million price tag was astronomical to me.

Gideon had joked about buying it for me when he could afford it. But now, it was around Nora's neck.