Revenge of the Destroyed Wife

I can’t seem to keep my gaze away from the hospital window.

The doctor stated that I needed therapy in order to get better, but he said nothing about my current circumstances in his remarks.

Mom and Dad come to see me, but because I’m continuously sleeping, I only get to see them once or twice a year.

Every day, a man comes to my house to monitor me, take care of me, and tell me stories about his past.

He is now deafeningly quiet. I once enquired as to his identity and the reason he was looking after me. He did nothing except grin, caress my hair, and encourage me to take it easy first.

Everything would be OK if I had a good night’s sleep. I’m desperate to get out of this situation.

I’m still interested in what happened to me before they admitted me to the hospital. I’d also like to know more about my previous existence.

As soon as I pouted, the gentleman sat down in front of me, then moved up to me and gently squeezed my nose!

"Aw," I mumbled, then grinned at him, and he sighed and looked me in the eye, as if he wanted to ask me a question but was too frightened to ask.

"Can you tell me what it is?" I enquired. Then he grinned at me as he closed his eyes tightly, stroked my hand, and closed his eyes again.

He looked to be in a state of disarray.

What if your life isn’t as picture-perfect as you’d hoped? I mean, what was the cause of the suffering you suffered in your prior life before coming here, and how did you overcome it? " I simply came to a standstill and closed my eyes.

"Please say nothing because I don’t want to hear it." I cut him off in the middle of what he was about to say.

I’m not sure what I should believe right now. Don’t do it right now. Then I went about my business of trying to hide my headache.

In my brain, every vein in my body looked to be being squeezed by the anguish, which seemed to crush my skull.

"H-help me," I murmured before the lights went out.

"Doc, please come over and help her! "Try possible." I’m willing to invest my money in order to secure her rehabilitation. "

The breaking I heard took me completely by surprise. The moment I opened my eyes, I realized Dhale was looking at me and that he was getting closer to my mouth. I’m not sure what to say. Someone swiftly ushered me into the room, and I looked up at the vaulted ceiling.

Can you tell me how long I’ve been here? Can you tell me how long I’ve been here? " When I enquired, he gave me a sideways glance. He gave me a bitter look and placed the ring on the table’s left side for me to take. Considering that I didn’t want to talk about it yesterday, I’m not sure why I posed the question.

The ring is basic, with a halo of little diamonds surrounding it. White gold has a ringing tone and is obviously more expensive than yellow gold. It even comes with a ring that has a massive diamond stone set in the center of the band. It has a similar appearance to an engagement ring.

As it flashed through my head, the dream began all over again.

Take that ring off your finger, lass!That is your wedding ring, by the way! I bought it for a girl I genuinely admired, but she already knew that I was engaged to be married. As a result, she threw the object in my direction. It is absolutely your responsibility!

I’m not the one to blame. My mother and father also abducted me. "Tell me you wanted it!" snorts the whorehouse owner.

"Leion is standing by."

"Slut, don’t come near me!"

"Can you tell me who the lion is?" I had enquired. Then he grinned at me, ran his fingers through my hair, and looked me in the eye. His eyes pleaded with the universe for mercy.