Chapter 7

I turned my head to look back, and Felix walked over.

Felix possessed finely sculpted features.

His deep-set eyes were like tranquil pools, his thin lips gently pursed.

Every gesture exuded a unique charm, making people instantly take a liking to him.

I couldn’t help but think, with such superior looks, no wonder he could win the heart of a proud woman like Vicki.

I didn't want much interaction with Felix. I merely nodded politely, intending to leave.

However, Felix reached out and stopped me, smiling faintly:

“Mr. Liam, I’m truly sorry. If I hadn’t accidentally been kidnapped, Vicki wouldn’t have had to call you, and you wouldn’t have been injected with that unknown serum, nor would you have had to escape death.”

Felix spoke words of gratitude, but his face wore an arrogant expression.

I knew Felix was gloating, so I decided to make his gloating completely ineffective.

“Those were all my own choices.”

My face showed little emotion; I simply stated it flatly.

As expected, seeing my calmness, Felix’s expression became unnatural.

He dropped the pretense, sneering softly:

“Your own choices? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning. Do you really think you can make Vicki accept you this way?”

Then, he leaned close to me, his expression turning somewhat distorted:

“You’re dreaming! Don’t you believe it? No matter how outrageous I am to you, Vicki will always side with me!”

My face slightly changed, and an ominous premonition immediately rose in my heart.

Before I could react, Felix gave a strange smile.

He suddenly grabbed a beautiful vase from a nearby shelf and viciously smashed it against my head.

*Bang!* The vase shattered instantly, fragments scattering everywhere.

My vision went black, and a sharp pain shot through my head.

My body instinctively stumbled back a few steps, leaning against the wall.

Before I could even figure out what had happened, Felix shrieked in panic:

“Liam, what’s wrong with you? Why are you doing this to yourself? Could it be… could it be that you’re still holding a grudge about what happened a few days ago, and you’re trying to frame me?”

Blood streamed down my forehead, continuously flowing over my face.

My freshly changed, clean shirt was now stained crimson with blood.

I gritted my teeth, instinctively wanting to speak.

But before I could open my mouth, a figure quickly darted past.

Then, I heard Vicki’s furious voice ring out beside me:

“Liam! What kind of stunt are you pulling now?!”

Vicki, supporting Felix, glared fiercely at me, frantically checking on Felix.

My ears rang, and the throbbing pain in my head made it almost impossible to stand upright.

I wanted to explain everything to Vicki.

But Felix spoke first.

“Vicki, don’t blame Liam. If it weren’t for me, he wouldn’t have been taken hostage by kidnappers. He must still be angry at me, which is why he resorted to this tactic…”

“But… but he shouldn’t harm himself like this!”

Hearing Felix’s words, Vicki’s anger flared even more. She stared intently at me, yelling furiously:

“Three days ago, you voluntarily became a hostage. You weren’t seriously injured either. And now you’re here to bully Felix? Are you even a man?!”

Though I kept telling myself it no longer mattered, seeing Vicki unconditionally believe Felix, I couldn’t help but feel utterly drained.

Even if there was no love between us, I had gone through hell and back for her for three years.

In her heart, was I truly that kind of person?