Chapter 7

Jordyn woke up in the hospital.

Her entire body was wrapped in white bandages, and every inch of her skin screamed in agony.

The nurse said, "You've got three fractures and seventeen cracks in your bones, plus all those tiny wounds from the metal shards and broken diamonds. You need to rest for a while."

Jordyn asked the nurse, "What's today's date?"

"The 13th."

Luckily, tomorrow was the day her new name would officially come into effect. She still had a day and a night; there was time.

When Brad appeared at the doorway, she wasn't too surprised.

Jordyn chuckled softly, "Here to see if I'm dead yet?"

Brad, holding his back, exaggeratedly pushed his belly out, "Jordyn, you're really hard to kill. I even had my dad sabotage the chandelier, but that heavy thing still didn't manage to crush you."

"Are you so sure Brice would save you?"

"Of course," Brad said smugly, "because I'm carrying his child. If I die, he loses his family line."

"So, you know about my hysterectomy?"

"Hahaha, not only do I know, but the idea was mine. He listens to me now, does whatever I say. He's such a good husband. Thanks for doing all the hard work, Jordyn, and now I get to enjoy the benefits. I'll be the one reaping the benefits of your hard work."

Hearing her voice now made Jordyn feel nauseous.

She pointed towards the door, "Get out."

"Don't rush me off yet, Jordyn. There's still a scene left to play..."

Jordyn became alert, "What scene?"

"Since you didn't die, I can't become Mrs. Song. So this scene is a special performance for you~"

As soon as she finished speaking, Brad staged an incident by forcing Jordyn's hand onto her own belly.

"Ah-help!"

Jordyn fell to the ground, struggling painfully, "Jordyn, I know I was wrong. You can punish me however you want, but please spare my child..."

With a loud bang, the door to the room swung open.

Brice saw Jordyn on the floor, his eyes filled with rage, "Brad! Are you okay?"

Brad's eyes were teary, "Boo hoo, Brice, it hurts so much."

"Doctor, doctor!"

Doctors and nurses quickly arrived, and Brice carried Brad to the bed, wheeling her away.

He didn't look at Jordyn once.

Two hours later, Brice returned.

His face was dark, his entire demeanor radiating hostility, his voice low, "Jordyn, why did you push Brad?"

Jordyn said, "Shouldn't you explain to me how she ended up pregnant?"

"Yes, I let her get pregnant, but that's no reason for you to try to kill her! She's carrying a child. If something happens, it would be a tragedy for both her and the unborn child!"

Jordyn closed her eyes briefly, "Did she tell you I pushed her?"

"Could it have been her deliberately falling? She's pregnant, she wouldn't be so careless."

"Did she lose the baby?"

"...No, but she was terrified and appears very vulnerable."

Jordyn turned her face away, unwilling to look at him, "Go take care of them. Don't get in my way."

Brice sighed, speaking softly, "Jordyn, I know this is hard on you. But I can promise you, the title of Mrs. Song is always yours. Even if Brad bears my child, she can't replace you in my heart."

"And Brad? What is she to you?"

Brice's voice was deep, "I admit, during the time I lost my memory, I did fall for her. After regaining my memory, I realized I still love you more deeply. I want to live a good life with you, but I can't let go of Brad either."

So you went along with her "best of both worlds" plan and had my uterus removed?

Calling it fairness?

"Jordyn, Brad won't compete with you. You'll always be the one I truly love, my Mrs. Song."

A nurse's voice came from outside, "Is the husband of Bed 34, Brad, here?"

Brice immediately asked anxiously, "I'm Brad's husband. What's wrong?"

"Nothing serious, don't worry. She just woke up and couldn't find you, so she asked us to help look for you."

Brice nodded, looking at Jordyn with guilt, "Jordyn, I need to go check on her."

"Mm, go ahead."

"Take care. Brad needs me now to fall asleep, so I'll be with her tonight. I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Alright."

Watching Brice's retreating figure, Jordyn gave a bitter smile.

There was no tomorrow.

Brice, we will never meet again in this life or the next.