How a Crippled Heiress Tore Down Her Husband's Empire novel Chapter 4

On the day I was discharged, I called Samuel. 

The moment he answered, his voice was sharp with irritation: 

"Emily, why can't you just let it go?"

"You were so stubborn the other day, and now you're crawling back to me?" 

"Let me make this clear—unless you apologize to Lily, don't expect me to forgive you." 

The dial tone buzzed in my ear before I could even say the word "divorce." 

Almost instantly, Lily updated her Instagram with a new post—her and Samuel shopping at the mall. 

In the photo, Samuel was smiling, his eyes soft in a way I hadn't seen in years. 

But with me, he was always cold and distant. 

As I handled the discharge paperwork alone, the nurses passing by gave me pitying looks. 

Just as I pushed through the hospital doors, a man's voice called out behind me: 

"Emily." 

I turned, confused, as the man introduced himself: 

"I'm Jason." 

"Emily, about the lab explosion five years ago... do you want to know the truth behind it?" 

The mention of the accident that changed my life made my expression darken: 

"What truth? The police closed that case years ago." 

Shortly after the incident, they arrested the lab supervisor. 

He pleaded guilty and was sentenced to ten years. 

The case was over. What else could there be? 

Jason looked me straight in the eye and said: 

"The lab supervisor was my father." 

"But he was forced into it." 

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