Love is Gone After Waking up From a Dream

As soon as the alcohol slid down her throat, Karen felt a violent turmoil in her stomach. A sharp, twisting pain spread from her chest and her already fragile heart trembled forcefully, beat after beat.

She knew that this was the final burst of energy before her heart completely gave out.

She struggled desperately, but how could she possibly overpower two men? The only result was bottle after bottle being forced down her throat. She wanted to beg Jason to spare her, but she wasn’t even given a chance to speak.

Not until the last drop of alcohol was swallowed did the two men finally let go, ruthlessly throwing her to the ground.

Karen had been tortured to the point of complete exhaustion. She lay motionless on the floor like a lifeless fish, her empty gaze staring blankly ahead.

Jason’s eyes flickered with a trace of concern, but the words that left his mouth were filled with nothing but disdain.

"Do you think putting on this pitiful act will make me feel sorry for you like I used to? Stop wasting your efforts. The only thing I feel is annoyance. Someone, get her out of my sight."

The next second, Karen was dragged out of the private room and thrown into a deserted corner.

The searing pain in her heart continued, so unbearable that she didn’t even have the strength to make a phone call. All she could do was curl her body tightly into a ball to ease the agony, if only slightly.

Suddenly, footsteps approached and a sharp, mocking voice rang in her ears.

"Karen, after drinking so much, do you think your heart can still hold on?"

Karen slowly lifted her gaze and met Rebecca’s smug expression. "You knew I could die from drinking alcohol. Why didn’t you stop Jason? Aren’t you afraid that once I die, there’ll be no one left to give you blood?"

Rebecca sneered, looking at Karen as if she were a pathetic joke. "My body fully recovered a year ago. I don’t need your blood anymore. The only reason I didn’t tell you was to stop you from getting healthy enough for a heart transplant, so you wouldn’t steal Jason from me."

The words struck Karen like a bolt of lightning. She froze on the spot, her eyes burning with fury as she glared at Rebecca. "Rebecca, you’re heartless! Aren’t you afraid that Jason will find out the truth?"

"So what if he knows? Your heart can only last five more days. Do you really have the heart to let Jason live in guilt for the rest of his life after learning the truth? And what about his aging mother? If she finds out you willingly became my slave just to save her, she might just die from the shock. Can you bear that?"

Karen trembled with rage at Rebecca’s words. This woman knew exactly how much she loved Jason and his mother and how she couldn’t bear to see them in pain. That was why she dared to trample all over her without restraint.

Seeing Karen’s face contorted with pain and fury, Rebecca was beyond pleased. She crouched down, pinching Karen’s chin with a mocking smile.

"You see, Karen, the more you care, the more pathetic you are." Rebecca chuckled lightly, her tone full of disdain. "That’s not up to you..."

As she spoke, she glanced sideways at the approaching Jason before suddenly collapsing onto the ground, feigning agony.

The moment Jason saw this, his face turned pale in an instant. He rushed forward, gathering Rebecca into his arms.

"Rebecca, what’s wrong? Are you okay?"

"Jason, I feel awful... My old illness seems to be acting up again... I can’t breathe... Am I going to die?" Rebecca whimpered in distress, her voice trembling as if she were barely holding on.

Jason had heard before that Rebecca suffered from a strange illness. Her father had spent years trying to cure her, but it never completely went away and would flare up from time to time. However, he had never known the exact details of her condition.

He hadn’t expected to witness one of her episodes firsthand today.