Chapter 5

The next few days, the house was terrifyingly quiet.

Until this day, when Diallo offered to accompany me to check on my amputated limb.

After thinking for a moment, I agreed.

I had already had someone draft divorce papers.

Between Diallo and me, there should also be a reckoning.

But I didn't expect that just as the examination finished, two criminals suddenly abducted Diallo and me from the basement.

When Victoria arrived after getting the news, the out-of-control criminals were pressing Diallo and me against the stairwell.

Knife blades rested against both our necks. The slightest movement would mean torn flesh.

Horror appeared on Victoria's face. Her gaze locked on Diallo, her voice hoarse with panic: "If you dare hurt him, I'll kill you!"

Diallo trembled all over with fear, tears falling uncontrollably.

The criminal was pushed to emotional madness by her threat. He shoved us both further toward the edge of the stairs, roaring threats.

In the chaos, the criminal's grip became unbalanced and he pushed us violently down the stairs.

"No!"

Victoria's eyes bloodshot with fury, she lunged toward Diallo without hesitation.

As she rushed over, I was just falling.

Her sharp stiletto heel stomped viciously on my amputated limb as she ran frantically toward Diallo.

Sharp, bone-piercing pain instantly swept through my body. The already fragile stump oozed blood from being stepped on.

I tumbled down the stairs, convulsing in pain, curled up on the ground unable to move.

She paid no attention at all, didn't even glance down at me. She caught Diallo firmly in her arms, her heart and soul trembling: "Diallo! Don't scare me!"

She supported Diallo, her fingertips trembling, stroking his face over and over, her eyes full of fear.

I reached out with difficulty. Every movement pulled at the excruciating pain in my stump. I called out to her weakly: "Victoria..."

This time, could she please not abandon me again...

But Victoria didn't even spare me a glance.

Supporting the semi-conscious Diallo, she stumbled toward the bottom of the stairs.

Her shrill shouts echoed through the stairwell:

"Diallo, I promise you, as long as you're okay, I'll marry you. From now on, I only want you, I'll only love you."

I lay on the ground, watching her resolute departing figure, then slowly looked back at my mangled stump.

Then my vision went black and I completely lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

Diallo and Victoria were sitting by my hospital bed.

Seeing me awake, Diallo excitedly leaned forward,

"Theodore, you're finally awake. You scared me to death."

Victoria also looked distressed, hastily apologizing:

"I'm sorry Theodore. It's not that I didn't want to save you, it's just that Diallo is physically fragile and can't withstand injury, so I saved him first. You understand, right?"

I pulled my lips into a slight smile: "Victoria, let's get divorced."

She stumbled back two steps in disbelief: "Divorce? Theodore, what are you talking about? Just because of this small thing..."

I raised my hand to interrupt her:

"I know everything about you and Diallo. If we don't divorce, are you planning to keep sneaking around with Diallo?"

Both of them froze in place, the color draining from their faces.