Chapter 3 Goodbye, Forever

Miguel had just parked his car in the underground parking lot. The moment he reached the ward, he heard the particular line from Brenda. It was as if she had slapped him across the face with the words. It stung like hell.

His expression darkened.

Brenda didn't look at him despite knowing he was there. "I've finished what I wanted to say. Miss Ballard, you better find someone else who is willing to donate blood to you. If the treatment is delayed, you will really be seriously ill."

The color drained from Veronica's face as she finally understood the situation.

Brenda turned around. When she walked up to Miguel, she stared straight into his cold eyes and could faintly sense his anger.

He would've lost his temper if they weren't in the hospital.

Quirking her lips, she said, "Goodbye, forever."

With that, she brushed past him and left the place.

Standing at the door, Miguel furrowed his brow and looked back at Brenda unconsciously.

As she strode ahead stubbornly, her scapulae clearly protruded from her thin body. She didn't stop, nor did she turn around. Soon, he lost sight of her.

After leaving the hospital, Brenda hailed a taxi back to the Hamilton Villa. She then packed her luggage and moved out.

Since she was young, her parents had told her that only the son could inherit the family business. So she had started working part-time jobs in college and hadn't asked the family for a penny.

A few years ago, she used her savings to buy an apartment downtown. Now it finally came in handy.

After cleaning up the place, Brenda stared at her reflection in the mirror. She looked tired and haggard. From a high-spirited woman to a humble one. This was how the marriage changed her life.

Fortunately, it was all over.

Picking up her phone from the washbasin, she blacklisted Miguel without hesitation. Then, she threw it back aside.

Three days later, news of the Sanchez Group's plummeting stock price made the headlines. A large number of shareholders had gathered at the company's entrance to cause trouble.

Brenda awoke early in the morning to the constant vibration of her cell phone.

Turning on the screen, she saw the message from her friend, Lukas Powell. He told her to get to the Sanchez Group as soon as possible because something might happen.

Clutching her phone, Brenda immediately lifted the blanket and got out of bed. Despite the resentment and anger in her heart, she was still part of the Sanchez family.

As soon as the car stopped at the gate of the company building, the media reporters rushed over and blocked the car door.

"Mrs. Hamilton, do you have any explanation for Mr. Louis Sanchez's three billion dollar debt, embezzlement of public funds, and alleged corruption?" A microphone was shoved in front of Brenda's mouth.

Even though Brenda was being pushed by the crowd, she raised her head without fear and said, "Whether or not Mr. Sanchez is suspected of corruption will be investigated by the authorities. As for his three billion debt..."

She frowned slightly. It was true that the Sanchez Group had a financial deficit. But the deficit was only in the tens of millions. How could there suddenly be a huge debt of three billion dollars?

This was literally putting the company in the soup!

"Mrs. Hamilton, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Are you in the wrong too?"

In addition to the reporters, there were many shareholders at the scene. When they finally saw someone from the Sanchez family, they swarmed over with the banners in their hands.

"You must give us a reasonable explanation today!"

At the same time, a black Maybach limousine pulled up right in front of the Sanchez Group's gate.

The man in the backseat was none other than Miguel. He closed his eyes as a robotic voice from his phone recited," The number you've dialed is currently unavailable..."

Then, he went to the chat log and typed a message. "Are you there?"

When he tried to press send, a message popped up saying he needed to add the contact as a friend before he could send the message.

As Miguel read it, he clutched his phone so hard that he nearly crushed it. It turned out that this woman had blacklisted his number!

As soon as he opened his eyes, he turned to the window with an angry glare directed at the woman surrounded by the crowd. "You ungrateful woman," he muttered under his breath.