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.

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

so pessimistic.

much time

hard. "At most...

his eyes, a bitter

has also damaged your organs." The doctor sighed. "In truth, it's a slow poisonthat's highly addictive. Users will become gradually dependent on it. It's like cancer. By the time the symptoms appear, it's already too late. Most cases are diagnosed in the late stages, when

Incurable...

in

going to end just like this?" Christopher turned his gaze toward

These past ten years of glory and fame were all bought by draining my life away,

aided him, and Christopher had always felt a debt of gratitude toward him.

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