He Bought Her Heart, Then Destroyed It novel Chapter 14

Seven years ago, Heather almost died to save him, and as a result, she had left herself with an incurable condition.

But these past seven years, while she had been tortured by illness every day, he had been mercilessly seeking revenge on her.

"Luke, why was she with you back then..."

James’s voice lost its arrogance and anger, replaced by endless defeat.

He had already guessed the answer but just wanted confirmation from Luke.

Luke's thoughts were drawn back to those years.

"She said she didn’t want to drag you down..."

"She also said I was the most suitable for her, you hated me the most, and only by pretending to be with me could you finally give up on her."

"And because of my guilt, I agreed..."

"My relationship with her was pure. Even when she sat in my car in front of you, it was just an act."

James stormed out of the conference room.

His assistant and secretary saw his frantic appearance and didn't even try to stop him.

He rushed down the stairs, got into the car, and slammed his foot on the accelerator, sending the car speeding away.

He went to that hospital and found Dr. Smith.

"Where is Heather?"

Dr. Smith had just finished a surgery and tiredly shook his head.

"Mr. Spencer, my condolences."

"What do you mean, 'condolences'? Where is Heather? If she's dead, I want to see her body! Speak clearly!"

James roared with red eyes, as if he wanted to devour someone.

Dr. Smith only frowned and responded:

"Mr. Spencer, if you had cared even a little about Ms. Spencer's affairs, would she have left her final wishes to the hospital?"

"She passed away, half a month ago."

The word "passed away" fell like a bomb on James's heart.

His heart felt torn apart.

The woman who was so lively just half a month ago was now gone from this world...

She was the woman he loved most in his life!

"Impossible..."

James shook his head, unwilling to accept this reality.

"Did she ask you to lie to me? She's obsessed with money, isn't it just so she could get more money from me?"

"Tell her that if she comes out, I’ll give her one billion... No, ten billion, a hundred billion."

"I’ll give her all my wealth! Just make her stop with this joke and bring her out…"

"Mr. Spencer, neither Ms. Spencer nor I are joking. Who would make light of matters of life and death?"

James woke up in a hospital bed.

The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a slender figure sitting at the bedside, and his heart uncontrollably skipped a beat.

"Heather!"

He couldn't hold back, calling out her name, wishing that everything that had just happened was just a dream.

But when he opened his eyes, Heather was fine. She was sitting there, alive, in front of him.

But reality was so cruel.

Helen turned her head when she heard the sound. Her expression shifted from surprise to grievance.

"Brother-in-law, you really can’t bear to part with sister? She already ran off with some wild man..."

She began sobbing, waiting for comfort from the man.

But this time, instead of comfort, what awaited her was a sharp slap across her face.

Helen’s mouth bled from the slap, and she covered her face, staring at him in shock.

"Brother-in-law, why did you hit me?!"

"Why? Don't you know in your heart?"

James’s voice was like a demon from hell, his expression cold and terrifying.

Helen froze.