I Got Married Without You

Before Erin passed away, Stella, who was on the speedboat, sat paralyzed on the ground with a blank mind, unable to gather her thoughts or even suminon the courage to turn around…

Henry, with his hands completely broken, endured the pain and reached out to cover her hand, saying, “Stella, don’t be afraid. Once we’re safe, I will send someone to save Erin…”

He could tell that Stella didn’t want to use the gun, but Erin had pushed Stella to this point with his outrageous behavior.

Stella quickly got up and walked towards the speedboat.

“Are there any medicine, knives, or bandages on the boat?”

She had to act fast and not waste any time. She needed to find these medical tools and quickly help Henry or else his hands would be useless.

Restless and anxious, she frantically searched through the things on the boat, appearing as if she was madly looking for tools, but in reality, even she didn’t know what she was looking for.

Henry’s eyes focused on her panicked figure and after staring for a while, he asked inexplicably, “Stella, do you still love Erin?”

Was it because of Erin that she felt so helpless?

Stella, who was rummaging through things, suddenly stopped. Without hesitating, she denied Henry, saying, “I haven’t loved him for a long time.”

mind and finally noticed the medical kit stashed in the corner, which was always stocked

hemostatic medicine and bandages, rushed to Henry, and quickly

we’ll go

and

“What about Erin…”

turned even paler.

very skilled in medicine.

who was hailed as a medical genius since childhood, was already

have surgical tools and medicine prepared. Erin wouldn’t be willing to die like this; he would save himself,

herself, her heart sank,

against the edge of the speedboat, clutching her knees tightly, slowly turned her head and looked at the small island that had become a black dot in her line

speedboat quickly reached the shore. Stella collected her thoughts and helped Henry

was in the country Erin had promised to take her

promise he made back then…

to her senses. She called a car and quickly took Henry to

hands, unable to distinguish whether it belonged to Henry or Erin,

down, a pair of custom-made shoes suddenly appeared before her eyes. She looked up from the shoes, following the pants, and saw a flawlessly beautiful face. The owner

“Mr. Evans…”

nodded slightly, his gaze distant, beyond her, towards the operating room.