Crisis and Survival: After Accidentally Contracting the Virus

The doctor asked me to sign a critical illness notice, telling me my brother's condition would be hopeless if he couldn't make it through tonight.

My mind went blank. I could barely prop my weak body up with cramps in my stomach and took a taxi to the Farrell family's old mansion.

Lightning split the night sky, while the heavy rain struck anxiety and despair into my heart.

By the time I arrived at the Farrell family's mansion, I was trembling all over, ashen-faced.

After the door was opened, Zachary frowned at the sight of me.

"What are you doing here?" he questioned me.

He sounded so cold as if he had completely forgotten the fact that I was his lawful wife.

I ignored his accusing tone and came straight to the point.

"I'm here to get the medicine."

Zachary looked down at me from above.

"Do you have to be so persistent? Didn't you hear that Lottie's has a flare-up of asthma again?"

"What does it have to do with me?" I retorted in a numb voice.

"Does her illness have anything to do with the medicine you promised me?"

Zachary pointed at me with a stern look and flared at me, "She's my sister! How can you be so indifferent to her?"

I was so angry that I uttered a snorting laugh.

For the past week, I had been running around for the medicine, yet Charlotte could easily trick Zachary into staying with her by a mere claim that she was not feeling well.

By contrast, my beloved family would all be gone.

I was heartbroken to the extreme and didn't have the strength to care about anything, but I knew getting the medicine was my only way out now.

I threw my dignity to the wind and pleaded with him in a crying voice.

"Zachary, I'm also reluctant to see Charlotte suffer from asthma, but my brother is still in the hospital waiting for the only cure for his condition. Please help me and save him!"

Seeing that I was almost kneeling, Zachary softened his attitude and called his assistant to arrange for the specific.

Suddenly, Charlotte's cries came from inside.

"Zach, I can't breathe. I'm suffocating. Can you take me to the hospital?"

Through the door, I saw Charlotte blink pitifully with tears on her face and secretly smile at me.

Now that I had gotten what I wanted, I was ready to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, a call from the hospital struck me numb like a thunderclap.

I pushed the door open and grabbed Zachary.

"Take me to the hospital!"

Zachary dragged my hand away from him, full of impatience.

"I've already asked someone to send it. Can you stop?"

My hands were shuddering as tears blurred my sight.

"Zachary, please take me to the hospital first. My brother is at his last gasp. Can you please take me there and let me see him for the last time?"

It was too late.

The doctor had just called to tell me to quickly return to keep my brother company since the virus had already invaded his brain and the specific would be to no avail.

"Zach, come and help me. I can't breathe."

Charlotte leaned feebly on the rail of the stairs and reached out to Zachary.

Without hesitation, Zachary pushed me away and quickly hugged Charlotte.

"Lottie, I'll take you to the hospital first."

It is already dawn. The Farrell's residence was remote, so there were no cars around.

I must go back. I had to see my brother for the last time and say sorry to him.

With a thud, I knelt heavily on the ground in front of Zachary and hit my head against the floor repeatedly.

"Zachary, I'm begging you, please take me to the hospital, please."

The maids looked at me with contempt when they saw my disgraceful plea. As expected, Zachary's face darkened as well.

"Sharon, look at you now. Do you still have dignity as Mrs. Farrell? Don't bring disgrace on our Farrell family.

"In addition, think about how many times this week you've said your family is in the hospital for emergency treatment. So have all your family died in the hospital? Otherwise, stop bothering me with such lame lies!"

I couldn't help but think, "Lies?

"I've been through the most painful things in the world this week, yet he thinks those are lies?"

In the past, Zachary had persisted in proposing to me. My parents were always worried that a rich man like him would let me down even though I had vouched for him again and again.

They would often pretend to be sick and ask him to visit them to test his sincerity.

But that was a year ago when we hadn't gotten married yet.

Now I could no longer defend what he did.

For my 25th birthday party, Zachary hadn't appeared at all and had only arranged for someone to book a private room in the restaurant.

Therefore, my parents had said with an upset look that Zachary was bad to me and they would rather I married a poor but kind boy.

I had made excuses for him to defend him.

However, my entire family had ended up suffering from prion infection.

I had given my family a guarantee that I could surely get the specific, for it was manufactured by Zachary's company.

Zachary had also agreed. It was just a favor with the slightest effort for him.

But why?

Why did he break his promise and choose to hurt me?

I had the answer at the sight of Charlotte's smile with provocation tonight.

Zachary walked toward the car with Charlotte in his arms.

Unwilling to give up, I still rushed over and stopped him even though I knew there was little hope that he would listen to me.

"Zachary, do you remember when you proposed to me, you told me you would stand by me forever? Now I'm begging you, help me and take me to the hospital, or we'll divorce!"

However, Zachary just walked away after an indifferent glance at me.

I was fettered by the butler's control and could only watch as he left without looking back.

"Zachary Farrell, I'll divorce you if you leave now!"

The only response I got was the growl of his black supercar through the night sky.

My face was splashed with mud. Drenched all over, I looked as miserable as a homeless beggar on the street.

In the heavy rain, I received the last call.

"Ms. Yates, my condolences."

I fell powerlessly on the cold road, splashed by the dirty rain and devoured by the darkness.

I lost all my loved ones that night.

I was completely orphaned.