Chapter 4

I scoffed, my gaze locked on Valerie’s eyes.

“There’s a security camera in the kitchen. Just check it yourself and you’ll know…”

“No need for that.” She cut me off directly, refusing to back down. “Dylan wouldn’t lie.”

Her words were a dagger plunged into my heart. With every beat, the pain intensified.

Clearly, the Valerie Thorne of now wouldn’t feel anxious for me.

But the next second, she suddenly placed a first-aid kit in front of me.

“Handle it yourself. Once the cake is done, get out. Go to the hospital or wherever you want, I don’t care.”

With that, she turned and pulled Dylan away, gently applying medicine to him in the living room.

I endured the excruciating pain in my hand and finished the final step of the cake. Consider it the last thing I’d ever do for Valerie.

After tidying the kitchen and setting the cake out, I walked straight to the door.

She didn’t spare me a single glance until I closed the door behind me.

The night wind was a bit chilly, but at that moment, I felt completely light.

Walking to the hospital alone, I saw a figure running towards me from a distance.

When they got closer, I realized it was Serena Vance.

Breathless, she grabbed my wrist, carefully examining the injury on my hand, and her eyes instantly welled up.

“Caleb, you’re so badly hurt. Did she bully you?”

“She already has you this life, why isn’t she cherishing you properly?! Just wait, I’m going to kill her!”

I coldly shook off her hand. “It’s none of your business.”

But she looked at me stubbornly, tears streaming from her red eyes.

Her expression seemed genuine. I stood there, stunned.

The person who hurt me most in my last life was now weeping for me in this one.

And the person who loved me fiercely in my last life was now the source of all my suffering.

Serena’s hand trembled as she pulled a share transfer agreement from her bag and presented it to me.

“Last life… I did a lot of things to hurt you. This… this is a birthday gift, and my apology.”

“I owe you… too much… Can you forgive me?”

After my rebirth, I had cut all ties with Serena Vance, but she had continued to pester me.

From small things like clothes and accessories to big things like houses and cars, she gave me so much, eventually running her family’s fortune into the ground.

I sighed softly. “I can’t forgive you.”

“I won’t take these things. It wasn’t easy for your parents to build this company. Don’t let it fall apart in your hands.”

Serena was now crying tears streaming down her face. She stubbornly grabbed my hand, choking out, “But… if I don’t have you, what’s the point of having any of this…”

Her words were drowned out by the wail of an ambulance.

A stretcher was then pushed out of the ambulance and rushed towards the hospital entrance.

“Make way! Make way!”

“Caleb Reed! What grudge do we have?! Why would you poison me?!”

It wasn’t until Dylan Hayes’s voice rang out that I realized the person on the gurney was him.

The next second, a slap landed on my face. I turned my head to see Valerie, her eyes red, rushing to my side.

She forcefully pulled Serena Vance’s hand from mine and roared, “Caleb Reed, you’re becoming more and more irrational!”

Before I could reply, she had already grabbed Serena and chased after Dylan, who had disappeared into the hospital.

I gently touched my still-stinging cheek, letting out a bitter laugh. I turned and walked in the opposite direction from her.

Perhaps, leaving such an impression on Valerie’s mind in the end wasn't so bad.

I picked up my phone and booked a flight to Europe for tomorrow.

I planned to find a hotel for the night, pick up the divorce papers tomorrow morning, and then head straight to the airport.

But as I was walking, Valerie’s call suddenly came through.

My hand trembled, and I accidentally answered.

Her urgent voice blasted through the phone. “Caleb Reed! Dylan’s heart condition flared up because of the poison you gave him! Get to the hospital immediately and get a match for him!”

Alarm bells blared in my mind. Painful memories from my previous life, right before my death, flooded back.

A hint of terror colored my voice, trembling as I spoke. “No, I won’t go.”