“Miss Noelle only scraped her knee. Mr. Kain, did you really need so much effort to save her?”
“Your wife is bleeding badly; she could die without treatment!”
Before I passed out, I saw Jackson pick up Noelle and carry her away, out of sight. When I woke, I was in a hospital bed. Nurses were whispering outside the door.
“Did you hear? Mr. Kain broke his back saving Miss Ferguson!”
“That’s right! He wasn’t fully healed, yet he rushed to treat Miss Ferguson and feed her soup. His wife doesn’t even get this care!”
“Tsk, he and Miss Ferguson are true love; a perfect match, that’s why they’re a couple.”
It took a long time before Jackson finally came to my room.
He held a half-eaten bowl of soup, trying to feed me. I knocked it down. “I don’t want leftovers.”
Hearing this, he looked guilty. “Elizabeth, I’m sorry. Noelle saved me first and I saved her in return. It’s just a basic human duty. But I promise it won’t happen again.”
I scoffed. Her life mattered, but didn’t mine? I didn’t argue. I just threw the divorce papers at him. “Sign this.
He didn’t even look and just signed. I laughed—if he had checked, he’d have seen it was a divorce agreement.