Chapter 4

Andrew's slender and straight body was shocked, as if he had heard some jokes. He smiled indifferently and asked her, "How long?"

How long can she live? How long would it take before she disappeared into his world?

His words were like a million arrows through the heart, but, she was used to it.

Harper can't feel whether the heart under her chest was still beating, pulling the corners of her mouth and muttering: "Ten days."

For me, my life ended the day I divorced you and never saw you again.

Andrew's eyes flashed with confusion. Why was she so persistent for ten days?

Ten days were short, but to him they felt like years.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Harper say in a thin and stubborn voice: "If you don't want me to occupy the position of Mrs. Barrett all my life, you are not allowed to see Noah again for the next ten days."

Andrew was furious, but he did his best to hold back. Ten days later was the day of his cornea transplant surgery, and on that day he was going to divorce her immediately, right away!

He didn't pay any more attention to Harper and let his assistant who was guarding the car help him into the house.

So he didn't see that the emaciated body of the woman behind him was curled up in pain, but she didn't dare to make a slightest cry of pain, biting her lips and dripping with blood.

Harper felt as if countless needles were sticking in her head, and as if a sledgehammer was pounding on it. It happened that the picture of Andrew and Noah embracing each other came up again at this moment, which caused more severe headache.

She was forced to hit her head to the ground constantly, trying to transfer it with another kind of pain.

"Knock, knock"...

Jacob came out and was shocked to see this scene: "Madam, what's wrong with you? I will make an emergency call now!"

He was just about to dial his cell phone when he was stopped by a cool-filled hand.

Then he only saw that Harper's face was pale, her forehead was a shocking bruise, and she was so wet that she looked like she had been fished out of the water.

"I'm fine, don't bother."

She shook her body and walked unsteadily towards the house.

Jacob balked a little, but realizing that he had no right to gag on the couple's problems, he shook his head and turned to drive away.

Downtown, revolving restaurant.

Noah made an appointment with Harper and came straight to the point: "Nothing forcibly done is going to be agreeable. Miss Flynn, it's been two years. You should give him back to me."

Harper faced her confident request, without fear, and asked faintly: "Are you divorced?"

"How do you know?" Noah was surprised.

The words she had prepared had nothing to hide under Harper's knowing gaze at the moment.

"Back then, when our two families were interested in marriage, I didn't know Andrew had a girlfriend. The news of the union was released, you soon left the country, and Andrew was blinded in a car accident on the way to the airport after you."

"I then went to Finland to look for you and all I saw was you getting married in a church with someone else."

Noah blushed. "Did you tell Andrew?"

Harper narrowed her eyes and replied testily: "You refused to come back then, what is your purpose now?"

These words precisely poked at Noah's weakest point. She picked up her bag and got up gasping for breath.

"We have nothing to talk about."

Harper was gloomy, even if Noah was really up to something, she couldn't care less.

Walking out of the restaurant, Noah looked at Harper through the glass window, and her eyes suddenly flashed vicious gleam: "Wait and see!"

When Harper returned to the villa, it was already dark.

She looked at the light that was lit up in the study on the second floor and silently calculated in her heart, five days, one hundred and twenty hours, she should never leave Andrew for a minute or a second again.

She quietly went upstairs, heard the voices coming from the study, and went over.

"Noah is back. What are you going to do?"

The owner of this voice was not unfamiliar to Harper, it was Andrew's cousin, Henry Barrett.

"There are only five days to carry out my corneal transplantation." The male voice, which had always been indifferent, was full of joy, but made Harper have a sour nose.

Henry was helpless and opened his mouth again with a bit of reproach.

"Why do you think you're doing this? Your eyes could have been healed two years ago with medication, and you're putting it off to the point where you need cornea replacements."

"My blindness is the better way to torture that woman, you should have seen her guilt-ridden, humble, stupid face." Andrew didn't care, and his tone was full of carelessness. "A healthy husband, does she deserve it?"

Standing outside the door, Harper was struck by lightning, and it took all her strength to lean against the wall to stand still.