Aurelia stared at him. Then she laughed. The sound held no amusement, only disbelief.“Alexander…” she said slowly, shaking her head. “Do you even hear yourself? You’re saying he kidnapped Clara?”“Yes,” Alexander said without hesitation. “And that he tried to kill you?” Her expression grew increasingly disappointed. “If someone had really been kidnapped,” she said, folding her arms, “why didn’t you call the police?”“There wasn’t time,” Alexander replied.“There wasn’t time?” she repeated, her tone sharpening. “So instead of calling the police, you came here alone and somehow ended up fighting him in a stairwell?”Alexander tried to explain. “There were reasons I couldn’t involve—”She cut him off again, more firmly this time. “No. I’m tired of excuses.”His fists tightened at his sides. “I’m telling you the truth.”She looked at him with quiet sadness. “No,” she said softly. “You’re trying to justify what you did.”At that moment, Nahir stepped between them. “Aurelia…” he said weak

Alexander watched the moment unfold without speaking. The small spark of hope that had surfaced within him was extinguished before it had the chance to take hold.He lowered his gaze. “So… that’s your choice,” he said quietly.Aurelia paused, but she did not respond. Instead, she focused on helping Nahir move toward the exit, guiding him step by step.After they had taken several steps, Alexander spoke once more. “My injuries are worse.”This time, his voice held no accusation and no plea. It was simply a statement of fact.Aurelia stopped, her back still turned to him. For several long seconds, she remained silent. Then, without looking over her shoulder, she replied in a cold, distant tone. “You’ll survive.”Her words echoed faintly through the empty stairwell. Then she continued walking, step after step, never once turning back.Alexander remained where he stood, listening as their footsteps gradually faded into the distance. When the sound finally disappeared, the silence that fol

The ambulance doors slammed shut, sealing Alexander inside as the siren immediately pierced the night. Outside, the hotel cleaner remained frozen on the pavement, her hands trembling as she watched the vehicle pull away from Sheraton Hotel.She had witnessed the aftermath in the stairwell, but there had been nothing she could do for the injured man who had been left behind while everyone else rushed to save Nahir.Inside the ambulance, a nurse pressed a thick wad of gauze against Alexander's injured shoulder while another monitored his pulse and blood pressure.The cramped vehicle shook violently as the driver sped through the city, forcing traffic aside with the blaring siren. "Stay awake, sir," the first nurse urged. "Whatever you do, don't close your eyes."Alexander's head rested heavily against the stretcher. His face had become frighteningly pale, and blood had soaked through several sections of his torn shirt.The pain spreading through his ribs and back was becoming increasing

Alexander did not respond."Alexander?" His eyelids remained completely still. She checked his pulse again. It was frighteningly weak. "Doctor!"Her voice finally echoed through the emergency corridor. "We need someone here now!"No one responded immediately.Inside the treatment area, doctors continued working on Nahir while Alexander's condition deteriorated outside.The nurse checked his blood pressure once more, and her stomach tightened when she saw the reading: "His pressure is dangerously low."She looked toward the busy emergency room. "Please! Someone needs to help him!"Still, nobody came.Alexander's heart continued beating weakly, each contraction becoming less effective than the one before it. The nurse knew that whatever hospital procedure had delayed his treatment could no longer justify waiting.Then a doctor finally hurried out of another treatment room. "What happened?" he demanded.The nurse immediately pointed toward Alexander. "This patient was brought in from Sher

His voice gradually became firmer. "Contact the best divorce lawyer in the city."The Crime Boss watched him carefully. "You've made up your mind?"Alexander closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again. "Yes."He looked directly at the Crime Boss. "I want this marriage ended as quickly as the law allows."The lawyer arrived later that afternoon.He carried a black leather briefcase filled with documents, but when he entered the room and saw Alexander lying beneath the hospital sheets with bandages covering his injuries, he hesitated."Mr. Kane, perhaps it would be wiser to wait until you've been discharged. You're in no condition to deal with something as complicated as a divorce."Alexander shook his head. "No. I want to handle it now."The lawyer glanced toward the Crime Boss.The Crime Boss gave him a serious nod. "Prepare everything."The lawyer opened his briefcase and removed several documents. "There are several forms that require your signature. Some of these concern