Darling, I Know What You Did in My Last Life

"Galen! Can you please take a look on my foot? It hurts so bad... Do you think it's broken?"

Cindy batted her lashes at the chief medic, whining in that overly sweet voice.

Her ex glanced down at the foot she lifted and barely smiled.

"It's a scrape, that's all. It can wait."

Hearing that, I let out a breath I didn't even realize I'd been holding.

Finally, he walked over to where Ronan was lying and started treating his injuries.

While the doctor was attending my brother, I caught Damon secretly pulling a nurse aside. He whispered something to her.

A moment later, that nurse came storming back, her face twisted with anger.

"How could you not tell us the patient has a contagious disease?! You let the doctor treat your brother without any protection—are you trying to put us all at risk? Do you realize how reckless you are?!"

As soon as the doctor heard that, he paused in the middle of treating my brother's injuries.

"This patient is in critical condition, but this isn't a safe way to handle it. You should get him to a hospital instead. It's safer for all of us."

It was obvious he was swayed by the nurse's outburst.

I quickly stepped forward to block his path, desperate to stop him from leaving.

"Doc, my brother doesn't have any contagious disease! Don't listen to that nurse!"

But he only shook his head.

"They're clearing the road soon. You should find a way to get him to the hospital. And if he does have something contagious, you really shouldn't hide that."

With that, he headed off to attend to other victims, ignoring my pleas for him to continue treating Ronan.

My heart sank at that moment. I finally got it—my husband, that devil, had whispered to the nurse to say that lie!

Meanwhile, Cindy crouched next to Ronan. She stroked his forehead, putting on her sweet act.

"Darling, you have to pull through for me, okay?"

"What would I do without you?"

Just like that, she turned to leave and trailed after her ex.

My traitor husband? He glanced my way, a smug smile creeping on his face.

"Hey, just stay here. I'll go with her to find a doctor—and maybe an ambulance for your brother."

A smack echoed right after that.

I slapped him hard across the face!

"Son of a bitch! You think I don't know about you and that maneater?! Well, I won't let you get away with putting my brother through this!"

He was about to lay a finger on me when a paramedic stepped in and held him back.

The son of a bitch flared his nostrils and yelled in rage.

"Are you nuts?! What the hell are you talking about? Nothing's going on between me and your brother's wife!"

"She's injured! Shouldn't she get treated, too? Is Ronan's life the only one that matters here?"

"Listen, it's not like we're not going to help him, Amara. He'll get help—just a little later, got it?"

As I stared at this liar with a human face but a beast's heart, regret gradually consumed me.

Years back, Ronan was against me being with Damon. My brother warned me this guy was too wild for me to tame.

But I was so blinded by whatever spark I thought I saw in him that I ran off with him.

Ronan was so furious that he nearly collapsed. Eventually, he agreed to our marriage.

And even then, to keep me from hardship, Ronan set Damon up with a high-paying job as the manager at Beaumont Holdings, our family company.

But now, here he was, plotting against the very man who took him in!

My brother was 10 years older, practically a father to me since our parents passed.

And yet, because of this son of a bitch, I broke my brother's heart, and now, it was he who was paying the price!

Looking back, I should have seen the signs that Damon only wanted our family's wealth. Damn, I was too naive to see it then!

There was one time, he casually joked around about it.

"Darling, you know, if your brother's not around, your family's fortune will all be ours."