Chapter 2 No.2

My words were like a heavy stone dropping into a calm, still pond.

Amidst the murmurs from the crowd, I could hardly remember how I managed to walk off the altar.

Ignoring the relatives and friends who chased after me, I hailed a taxi and left.

At first, I wanted to go home, but I changed my mind midway and headed straight to the hospital.

I found out which ward Marina was in. When I walked in, I saw her still wearing the wedding dress from last night, though the thick bandages on her wrists were particularly jarring.

Marina was already awake, her face as pale as a sheet.

When she saw me, she was startled and instinctively moved closer to Brendan.

"What's wrong?" Brendan asked, clearly nervous.

I laughed at myself. It turned out that when one cared too much about someone, they became blind to everyone else.

It took Brendan a while to follow Marina's gaze.

When he finally saw me, he was visibly shocked and instinctively shielded Marina behind him.

"Eleanor, what are you doing?"

Brendan's questioning and reaction felt like a knife twisting in my heart.

I ignored him, focusing my gaze on Marina.

"I heard you attempted suicide, so I came to check on you. Not dead yet?"

Facing this immoral couple, I couldn't bring myself to speak kindly.

I felt that by not doing something drastic, I was already showing them a lot of respect.

"Eleanor, I'm sorry. I didn't expect Brendan to leave you at the altar. I apologize." Marina's voice was laced with barely suppressed sobs, as if I had bullied her.

But to me, her every word was dripping with blatant arrogance.

I clenched my fists, trying to suppress the anger that was about to explode.

However, I wasn't calm enough.

I strode over to the bed and slapped Marina across the face.

"Eleanor, are you crazy?" Brendan jumped up and shoved me away.

The sound of my body hitting the bedside table was loud, and the pain spread through every part of my body.

"Brendan, am I the crazy one, or are you?"