Chapter 2

In the hospital room, a nurse is cleaning my wounds.

My feet are mangled by glass shards, with some pieces deeply embedded in the flesh. Each cleaning session is pure torture for me.

"How did your feet get injured this badly?"

The young nurse tending to me has a baby face, her brows deeply furrowed as she speaks.

I smile weakly, offering no response.

The image of Chase turning his back on me, another woman in his arms, refuses to leave my mind.

This isn't the first time he's abandoned me.

I remember last year's anniversary when I begged him to go to the amusement park with me.

It was crowded that day, but in the midst of the throng, he abruptly let go of my hand and dashed off towards some girl.

At that moment, I felt lost and helpless.

He hurried back later, claiming he had mistaken her for someone else.

Then he acted as if nothing had happened.

Perhaps because I was the one who pursued him, I've always been so forgiving.

But now, lying in this hospital bed, I feel somewhat tired of it all.

I don't want to discuss this topic, only concerned about my feet.

"Will I be able to dance again?"

The young nurse softens her tone.

"If you rest properly, you should be able to dance again."I released a sigh of relief, thankful that I had chosen to call an ambulance myself instead of waiting for Chase's assistant.

"How did you end up like this?"

A male voice echoed through the hospital room.

I don't have many friends in New York City, so I looked up to find that the visitor was none other than Chase's brother, Zoran.

Back in the day, when I was chasing after Chase, I used to pester Zoran to learn more about him.

It's fair to say that my relationship with Chase was entirely thanks to Zoran's help.

He still wore that carefree expression, but this time I didn't feel like arguing with him.

I kept my head down, saying nothing.

"It's because of Scarlett, right? She's back in the country."

"I told you before, Chase has a pure love."

He rambled on, and with each word, I felt worse.

By the end, I buried my face in the blanket, quietly sobbing.

"Don't cry, please don't cry!"

His voice carried a hint of panic, like a big boy who accidentally made his desk mate cry.

But I was still heartbroken. Back then, I liked Chase so much, but in his heart, I could never measure up to Scarlett.

As soon as Scarlett appears, I'm immediately tossed aside.Even if it was just a silhouette that looked like her.

After a while, my emotions finally settled down.

And Zoran, being the main culprit who made me cry, naturally took on the responsibility of taking care of me.

He brought me home and only left after making sure I was comfortably settled.

Zoran and Chase grew up together, and despite both being children of prominent families, their personalities couldn't be more different.

The man before me had handsome features. Unlike Chase's cold demeanor, Zoran leaned more towards the carefree and unrestrained type.

Before leaving, he suddenly stopped at the doorway.

"Verona, you don't have to be so fixated on Chase. Honestly, he doesn't deserve you."

He blurted out these words and immediately opened the door and ran out, as if it was something he had wanted to tell me for a long time.

My phone suddenly received a friend request notification.

I opened it to see the applicant: Scarlett.