The Double Life of My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 541

“It could be because the wound on your hand hasn’t healed yet. Tearing and straining will cause a certain degree of pain,” the doctor explained.

Elizabeth admitted the reason why she really came. “Actually, I was wondering if you can prescribe me some painkillers. There were times when the pain in my hand was so intense it was hard for me to sleep. I’m afraid it will affect my work in the future.”

“Taking an excessive amount of painkillers can lead to addiction. I suggest you go home and rest for now. And we’ll see what happens. With your condition, I can’t prescribe more painkillers for you.” The doctor refused and let out a sigh.

Left with no other choice, Elizabeth went back home. The moment she arrived home, she received a call from the police station. The police told her that Jorge had committed suicide at the police station and that the case was suspended.

It felt as though energy was drained out of her b*ody. As soon as the call ended, Elizabeth’s vision turned blank and her legs gave out, leaving her falling to the floor as she burst into tears.

“Why are you sitting there? Get up!” Elizabeth’s aunt had just gone back from grocery shopping when she saw Elizabeth crying her eyes out.

“Auntie, my hand hurts.” Elizabeth’s eyes were bloodshot. She squeezed her hand tightly, trying to suppress the piercing pain.

Her aunt didn’t know what to do. She held Elizabeth in her arms and tried to comfort her by muttering unintelligible words. “Why are you crying for that unworthy man?”

Elizabeth wiped her tears away. Her hand was so painful she could barely speak. She wasn’t crying because of Jorge. Her tears were for her own future, which she was now uncertain about. She was a designer, but her hand hurt to the point that she couldn’t hold the pen. Did it mean that her career was over?

The pain in her hand only increased after that. Elizabeth’s only option was to take the painkillers prescribed to her aunt.

doing? Are you crazy? This is not something you can have!” Her aunt had been wondering why the medicine seemed to be getting less and less recently. She got her answer when she caught Elizabeth stealing her pills. “What’s wrong with you? You’ll

away. Elizabeth resorted to secretly purchasing the pills on the black market and putting it in a vitamin bottle. She was aware of how addictive

Elizabeth told Frank

squeezed his eyes shut. Then he took the bottle from Elizabeth’s hand. “You took the medicine by yourself, completely

what’s wrong with

me your hand.” Frank’s expression was sullen. He spread his hand open, waiting for

her

her wrist and Elizabeth immediately clenched her hand into a fist while she

changed and he scolded, “How can I treat

was successful because

while his eyes had

slowly opened her hand, time seemed to slow down. Silence surrounded them

his head so he could look at the wound on her hand.

very well. Logically speaking, Elizabeth

then, Frank recalled what Natalie had said. She told him that

after Jorge failed in poisoning Natalie,

Frank

Elizabeth was eager

of the traumatic experience, your brain doesn’t realize that your hand has recovered and gives the wrong signals. And that’s why you still feel pain.” As

words, she became much more relaxed. “So, what

Frank stroked his chin. “When you feel pain, do you