Exchange Fate: Unknown Developments are Full of Surprises

After that day, Arnold no longer gave me the cold shoulder. He began to respond to me.

A year later, Arnold proposed to me.

That day, he rented a whole amusement park. When he asked me if I was willing to marry him, I felt that none of the amusement projects or the dazzling lights was as charming as his shining eyes.

It was actually very unexpected to me that Arnold was willing to use his marriage just to complete a task.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I turned around and tried to float away, but I bumped into the doctor who had rushed over... The doctor passed through my body because I was a soul now.

After the doctor carefully examined Avril's body, he said to Arnold, "I am very surprised that she could wake up again. Please forgive me if I say something that you don't like to hear.

"But I've discussed it with other doctors. They all said that the possibility of her waking up was very small.

"This is indeed a medical miracle."

Hearing this, I stopped and looked at Arnold.

Then, I saw that he tapped Avril's forehead and said dotingly, "Did you hear that?

"Don't complain about it, OK? You've made a rare miracle. So, rehabilitation exercises should be just a piece of cake to you."

Miracle? I repeated the word in my heart mockingly.

I felt my heart ache. It took me a while to calm down. Then, I returned to the operating room where my body was in.

I saw myself lying quietly on the operating table.

My face was pale.

The surgeons kept trying to wake me up using the defibrillator.

My upper body was forced to rise and fall again and again.

The ECG monitor kept beeping.

Finally, it changed from a straight line to a curve.

All of this was the so-called miracle in Arnold's eyes.

Yeah. A miracle. I sneered in my heart.

I burst out laughing, but tears rolled down my cheeks.

As I could float in the air, I could see everything more clearly.

I saw that Arnold gently placed Avril on the bed and examined her injuries.

Avril got a slight wound on her knee.

But Arnold still felt very worried. He held Avril's lower leg and frowned.

"It hurts," Avril said.

"Let me check."

Arnold leaned forward gently, like a devout believer.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I flew back desperately, trying to escape from the hospital. I didn't want to see Arnold again.

I didn't care where I was going. I just wanted to run far away from Arnold.

But before I could get out of this building, a sharp pain swept over me.

The pain was so sharp that I felt like my soul was about to scatter.

It seemed that I couldn't go too far away from Arnold.

How could this be? I wondered.

I tried my best to recall.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. I don't seem to belong to this world. Why is my connection with Arnold so strong?

I felt that I had forgotten something.

But when I was about to grasp those memories, my head started to hurt.

At this moment, footsteps sounded in the corridor.

A nurse passed by, and I stopped recalling.

I watched as the nurse bent down and picked up a bag of traditional medicine on the floor.

She murmured, "Who dropped them here?"

Then, she read the label on the bag.

"Louisa Palmer. Medicine to relieve menstrual pain. Once a..."

Louisa Palmer was me. I knew Arnold cared about Avril, but I didn't expect that he would still remember that I always felt weak during my period.

If it were in the past, I would definitely feel very touched.

But what happened just now had chilled my heart.

When Avril fell, Arnold panicked. He rushed over and was so flustered that he even threw away the medicine bag in his hand.

I was like that bag of traditional medicine because we shared the same fate¬¬. We were all thrown away by Arnold.

The days in the hospital were really boring.

Every day, I watched Arnold help Avril walk step by step on the shady path in the park.

Arnold accompanied Avril patiently during her rehabilitation and even skipped several meetings.

But last weekend, I asked Arnold to accompany me to Mountain Rainier for a travel.

I sat next to him, searching for all kinds of travel tips online. I had also collected a lot of notes.

From food to accommodation, I kept talking about them. But I got no response from Arnold at all.

I turned my head and saw that Arnold was staring at a document in his hand with a frown.

I was unhappy and nudged him.

Then, he turned his head and said impatiently, "Louisa, I'm busy with my work. I really don't have time for it."

He looked very annoyed.

I understood that no one wanted to be disturbed when they were working.

So, I didn't complain. I stopped talking and then deleted all the notes I had collected.

But now, looking at Arnold, I couldn't help wondering, Why isn't he busy now?

Suddenly, there was a lot of noise in the corridor.

"Hurry up! The Swan Princess, Avril Dunbar, is in this room," someone shouted.

I leaned against the doorframe curiously and watched a group of reporters rush into Avril's ward.