The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

With a faint click, the mechanism of the necklace snapped open. Inside was a black pill. He placed it in his mouth and swallowed it.

Bella's voice slowly faded away, vanishing from his consciousness.

It had been over a year since he needed to rely on medication to alleviate his headaches. He thought he would never have to use it again.

...

Meanwhile, in the study, Christopher clutched a medical report in his hands; his face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot and filled with despair.

"Mr. Iverson, your current health condition is not very optimistic." The doctor carefully chose his words. "The medical facilities on this island are extremely limited. If any sudden complications arise during your episodes, we won't be able to treat you properly. I strongly recommend that you seek treatment at a proper hospital within the month. There is still hope for alleviation."

Christopher's dry lips twisted slightly. "If I undergo active treatment, will I be cured?"

The doctor lowered his head, hesitating to answer.

isn't it? I don't even have much time left." Christopher exhaled bitterly. The looming fear of death

be so pessimistic. If you actively

much time do

hard. "At

eyes, a bitter laugh escaping

sighed. "In truth, it's a slow poisonthat's highly addictive. Users will become gradually dependent on

Incurable...

crumpled the diagnosis report in his

just like this?" Christopher turned his gaze toward the black rose on the windowsill

has come at an exorbitant price. These past ten years of glory and

had always felt a debt of gratitude toward him. He realized now that he had pawned himself off to

to..." Thoughts of Bella brought tears streaming down his face, breaking