Chapter 4: Only One Can Be Chosen

Chapter 4: Only One Can Be Chosen

Until five years ago, when he fell in love with someone.

Thea.

By this time, his father has passed away, and Noah's relationship with him becomes more and more incompatible.

Noah do not know where to find out Thea's identity, first he began to pursue Thea, and when he came back from abroad, he had already married her as his wife ...

And Thea, also a happy face holding Noah's arm, let him call sister-in-law.

Noah, beside him, is proud and arrogant, sweeping away the bad luck of eighteen years.

As if saying, "Look, I haven't robbed you for so many years, but now I've stolen the woman you love, I've won this game.

At that moment, Ethan regretted it.

If the price of youthful arrogance is to sacrifice the woman he loves, he would rather ... tolerate Noah.

In order not to let Thea embarrassed, not to let Thea know that she married a man is a wolf in sheep's clothing, Ethan began to step back, hoping that Noah can look at his face, good treatment of Thea.

He had everything arranged for Thea, but he didn't realize that Noah's greed had gotten the better of him and that he had made a move on his car. ...

If Noah hadn't driven the wrong car that night in order to see his lover, he would have been the one who died without a burial place.

Noah's death is good, he thought, at least it will fulfill him and Thea.

But the truth is, Thea was deeply in love with Noah and hated him with a passion ...

The night Noah died, Thea was hit in the head, some mental disorder, in order not to aggravate Thea's condition, he chose to conceal the truth of the year.

Even if her heart is cold and hard like a stone, he firmly believes that day after day ... there will always be a day to cover the heat.

But nowadays--

Ethan clenched his fist fiercely and hammered it on the cold marble desktop -

Nowadays, as soon as he closes his eyes, it's the scene where Thea is pushed into the operating room.

She's covered in blood, smiling brightly as she tells him, "Ethan, you killed your baby with your own hands."

Ethan was going crazy.

Luckily the doctor arrived just in time.

"Sir, Ms. Thea's uterus needs to be removed or it may ..."

"What kind of sh*t are you putting up!"

Ethan could have swung his fist right into the doctor's face if Stanley hadn't stopped him.

"I want you to get her out in one piece!"

The doctor had a difficult look on his face, "Mr. Ethan, we can understand your feelings, but the patient is in this condition ..."

Ethan forced himself to calm down, his dead eyes fell on the doctor, as cold as a knife, "If you can't do it, find the best gynecologist in your hospital to perform the operation, if your hospital can't do it, find the best doctor in the country!"

The doctor sighed and said helplessly, "Mr. Ethan, our hospital, the first hospital in the sea city, is the best obstetrics hospital in the country.... I'm sorry for your loss...."

Saving a b*llsh*t condolence!

Ethan was about to get angry when the door of the conference room was once again slammed open.

The head nurse rushed in with a panicked face, "Dr. Amy, has the patient's family signed yet? The patient has now begun to hemorrhage, if it is not operated ... our hospital can not afford this responsibility ah!"

Stanley grabbed the responsibility book in the doctor's hand and threw it at Ethan, "What are you still fuming about! You can only keep one of your life and your uterus, sign it now!"

The black and white letters on the liability form were exceptionally stark-

The hospital is not legally responsible for the patient's death due to surgery ...

Thea...

would die?

Ethan's eyes were bloodshot.

Thirteen years old began to climb in the shopping mall, seventeen years old with COMPANY to break through the rain of gunfire people ... Now because of a signature, the fingers can not control the trembling ...

Ethan signed the hardest words of his life.

Three words took all his strength.

After the doctors and nurses left, he sat dejectedly in his chair, his face white, his narrow eyes half-closed, his whole being drowned in despair.

It was a long moment's reprieve before he found his voice.

Dialing the housekeeper's number--

"Where is Clara? Find me everyone who handled this, contact my personal attorney, and charge her with intentional homicide."

"... is"

******

Thea woke up three days later.

The sunlight poured through the glass on her face.

Yet she couldn't feel any warmth, her body was cold and her four fingers were stiff.

A familiar but raspy voice came to her ears-

"You're awake? Do you want some water?"

Thea didn't answer, and coldly looked away from her, looking to the other side.

She knew that it was Ethan.

The air in the room grew quieter and quieter, with only the faint sound of breathing lingering in her ears.

A hint of surprise slowly welled up in Thea's mind.

If it was in the past, Ethan felt that she was thirsty, he would definitely force feed her water to drink despite her objections, why was he so silent today?

She turned her head to look at him.

In the past arrogant man, now wearing a simple shirt sitting in front of the hospital bed, shirt lining him some thin, not only thin, face also haggard, beard messy, think a long time to take care of, always strong eyes actually showed some sadness.

Thea's heart twitched, and the pain quickly spread all over his body.

But Ethan noticed it.

Ethan immediately asked nervously, "Does it hurt again? Just bear with it, I'll ask the doctor to get you some more painkillers."

He picked up the pager and was about to dial it.

Thea pressed his hand and gently shook her head, "I'm not in pain."

Ethan froze.

After a long time, he asked in a mute voice, "Your hand, why is it so cold? Let me warm it up for you?

Thea looked at him for a long time and sighed in relief, "Whatever."

He sat down in front of the hospital bed and warmed her little by little with his own body heat.

Thea closed her eyes and thought, if only time stopped at this moment, if there wasn't so much identity trapped between her and Ethan, if there wasn't so much love and hate, wouldn't ... they be able to enjoy this quiet time?

The book is right.

When you like someone's scent a lot, it means your genes chose them.

Her body liked Ethan, and her feelings were tending more and more toward Ethan, but reason told her ...

Impossible.

Thea hates herself so much. Hated herself for not being able to be faithful to Noah, hated herself for falling in love with Ethan after three years of taking care of him day in and day out.

"End it."

Thea opened her eyes, her black and white eyes looking at Ethan, and said seriously, "Ethan, we don't have this destiny, let's leave each other alone ... okay?"

The hand that was holding her tightened violently.

And as if afraid of hurting her, it slowly loosened.

The man looked at her for a long time and finally said in her expectant eyes, "Okay, but you have to give me a little time."

"How long?"

"Three months."

Thea was silent.

A long, soft, "Okay."

Ethan gently releases her hand.

Three months, combined with stabilization, and her spirit would be back to normal.

Leaving him, she could also lead a normal life.

"Dang... ..."

The knock on the door falls and Nurse Amy, who has been in charge of Thea's care, comes in carrying a black bag.

Politely, she asked, "These things that are flowing out, we will treat them as medical waste and incinerate them uniformly, the patients and their families don't have a problem with that, right?"

Thea knew what it was, her eyes sank, and she turned her face away.

The road you chose, you have to finish it even on your knees.