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Ethan's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the sight of Rose standing before him. He hadn't expected to run into her, and her presence left him momentarily stunned. It wasn't until someone cleared their throat that Ethan realized Rose wasn't alone. His gaze shifted to the man standing beside her, who eyed Ethan with disdain. “Who's this?” the man asked, his tone dripping with disgust. Rose's response was laced with venom. “No one significant. Just my sister's ex-husband.” Ethan's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with the implications. He knew that Rose's sister, Maria, was still married to him, so why was Rose referring to him as her ex-husband? Ethan's eyes locked onto Rose, his voice laced with urgency and confusion. “What do you mean by 'ex-husband'?” he demanded. Rose's expression turned icy, and she refused to answer. Ethan's gaze shifted to the man standing beside Rose. “And who's this?” he asked, his tone neutral. Rose's anger flared, her face reddening. “How dare you refer to him like that?” she spat, her voice venomous. Ethan's eyes rolled in exasperation. “Rose, who the hell is this man?” he barked. The stranger stepped forward, his eyes flashing with anger. “You dare not scream at her,” he growled. Ethan's gaze snapped to the man, his voice cold. “I wasn't talking to you. This is between me and my sister-in-law. Stay out of this!” Rose's laughter was like ice. “Sister-in-law, my foot,” she sneered, stamping her foot. Ethan's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on his face. He couldn't recall ever having a clash with Rose before his imprisonment. What has changed? Ethan's calm demeanor remained intact as he called out to Rose. She smirked, seeming to relish the moment. “This is Caleb, the youngest master of the Swayne family,” Rose announced, her voice dripping with malice. “And just so you know, he's my sister's fiancé.” Ethan's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on his face. “Fiancé?” he repeated. Rose nodded, a hint of satisfaction in her voice. “Yes, you heard me right, convict.” Ethan felt a jolt of shock at the label. Rose, of all people, knew why he was in jail, and yet she was throwing it in his face. But that was the least of his concerns. His mind reeled as he struggled to comprehend how his supposed wife could be getting married. “Rose, can you listen to yourself?” Ethan asked, trying to make sense of the situation. But Rose ignored him, her eyes blazing with anger. “What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded. "You're supposed to be in prison. The last time I checked, you still have two years to serve. So, what the fuck are you doing here?” Ethan's frustration boiled over, his anger and confusion reaching a breaking point. “Stop playing games, Rose,” he said, his voice high. Rose's laughter sent a chill down his spine. “Do I look like a joker?” she taunted. Ethan's eyes locked onto Rose, his voice low and urgent. “How's Maria? Where's my child? Is it a boy or a girl?” he demanded. Memories came flooding back. Maria had been pregnant when he left. He had taken the blame for her mistake, a desperate attempt to shield her from a six-year prison sentence. The weight of that decision lingered, a constant reminder of the sacrifices he had made for the woman he loved. And now Rose had the guts to tell him that she's getting married, after everything they had been through. During his four-year incarceration, Maria never once visited him. She claimed to be working tirelessly, day and night, to provide for herself and their child. Instead, she sent him letters with her regards. Ethan didn't question this, feeling like a failure for not being able to provide a comfortable life for them before his imprisonment. In her letters, Maria also lamented about the difficulties she faced, claiming that her family had neglected her. Ethan's heart went out to her, and he felt a deep sense of regret and responsibility. He became determined to turn his life around and make a better future for himself and his family. It was during this time that Ethan met an old man in prison, who became a mentor to him. The old man taught Ethan valuable skills and knowledge, which Ethan eagerly absorbed. The old man, sensing his mortality, had been searching for a worthy successor to inherit his knowledge. He found that person in Ethan, and over time, passed on all his wisdom and expertise. When the old man eventually passed away, Ethan was left with a treasure trove of knowledge that would change his life forever. As Ethan's skills and reputation grew, so did his fame. He became renowned for helping the country train the world's most elite warriors. His expertise also made him a sought-after protector for billionaires, and he saved countless lives. Despite his success, Ethan's heart ached with the desire to help his wife, Maria. However, his imprisonment limited his access to his bank accounts, and he had no idea how much wealth he had accumulated. The last time he checked, he had a couple of billion dollars, but he couldn't access it from behind bars. Ethan's dilemma was compounded by his concern for Maria's safety. If he were to ask someone to help her, it would mean exposing her to potential danger, which was unacceptable to him since he was still in prison. Ethan's decision not to intervene on Maria's behalf was rooted in a deep sense of responsibility and guilt. Her actions had led to someone's death, and he felt obligated to serve his full prison sentence as a way to honor the dead. As he stood there, reeling from the news of Maria's impending marriage, Ethan couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal. “Maria getting married?” he muttered to himself. “Who would have thought that's how she'd repay me after everything I did for her?” Rose's response was mocking laughter that sent a chill down Ethan's spine. “You're a foolish,” she said, shaking her head. “You're a fool to think you actually slept with Maria that day.” Ethan's eyebrows shot up confused. “What do you mean?” he asked, his voice laced with a growing sense of unease. Ethan's eyes widened in stunned silence as Rose began to speak. “There was no child,” she said, her voice devoid of emotion. “You didn't have sex with Maria that night. We only forced you to marry her, and the only way we could do that was by lying to you.” Ethan's mind reeled as he struggled to process the enormity of Maria's deception. But before he could respond, she dropped another bombshell. “It wasn't Maria who pushed someone off the cliff,” Rose said, her eyes glinting with a cold light. “It was Rowan who killed someone. But we knew how much you were willing to do anything for her, so we decided to ask her to take the blame, knowing you would not watch her go to jail.” Ethan felt like he had been punched in the gut. He was shocked, his entire world turned upside down by Rose's revelation. He had been played like a fool all these while, manipulated into taking the fall for a crime he didn't commit.
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Chapter 143.Victoria had fallen asleep beside Ethan, having stayed by his side since morning.Slowly, Ethan’s eyes fluttered open. A groan escaped him as a sharp ache shot through his head. He noticed the oxygen mask strapped to his face and rolled his eyes, yanking it off. “I’m not that weak,” he thought bitterly.He willed his body to move, struggling to sit up. That’s when he noticed Victoria, her head resting gently on the bed, fast asleep.Careful not to wake her, he shifted slowly, easing himself upright on the bed, his movements deliberate and quiet.Ethan’s gaze softened as he looked at her. Her face, relaxed and peaceful in sleep, made his chest tighten. He could feel the weight of the fear and worry she had carried all day, and the exhaustion that came with it.A small, almost invisible smile tugged at his lips. She stayed… all this time… for me, he thought, heart swelling with quiet gratitude.He wanted to reach out, to brush a stray lock of hair from her face, but he h
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Chapter one hundred and forty two.“I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”Her heart pounded so loud it drowned out the silence. She hesitated, then whispered, “The bad one.”The doctor nodded, taking a deep breath before speaking.“We still can’t figure out what’s wrong with the General,” he said softly.She tried to process everything and when realization hit her, her eyes widened. “What?” she gasped, her knees almost giving out. The doctor quickly reached out to steady her.“You have to be strong,” he urged.“Strong?” she shook her head, tears brimming. “You don’t even know what’s wrong with him, no diagnosis, no treatment! Tell me, how am I supposed to be strong?” Her voice cracked into a scream as she grabbed his arm, trembling.“Get a grip on yourself,” the doctor pleaded gently. “He needs you right now. You can’t fall apart, not now.”Victoria’s chest heaved with sobs, but she nodded through her tears. “I... I hear you,” she whispered, sniffing.
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Chapter 141.Victoria stayed by his side, her hand resting over his as if her touch alone could hold him here. Ethan’s breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling too slowly, too painfully.“Don’t close your eyes,” she whispered, her voice shaking despite her efforts to sound calm. “Stay with me, Ethan. Please.”He turned his head slightly, meeting her eyes. Even through the haze of pain, he saw the fear she was trying so hard to hide. A faint smile tugged at his lips, weak but real. “You’re stronger than me right now,” he murmured.“Don’t say that,” she said quickly, a tear slipping down before she could stop it. She wiped it away with the back of her hand, angry at herself for letting it show. “You’re going to make it through this. You have to. Not just for you, but for us.”Ethan reached for her hand, his grip unsteady but desperate. “Victoria… if I don’t…”“No.” She cut him off, her voice firm, almost fierce. She shook her head, holding his hand tightly against her chest
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Chapter 140.Immediately, she pulled out her phone and saw a flood of notifications. Her heart pounded as she unlocked it and opened the browser.The very first headline she saw made her jaw drop. Ethan, who had been watching her closely, narrowed his eyes. “What is it?”Her gaze flicked between him and the screen, hesitation written all over her face.“Just say it,” he urged. When she stayed silent, Ethan snatched the phone from her hand. His eyes widened as the headline screamed back at him:“Breaking: General Ethan Dead. Rushed from the hospital after healing 200 soldiers. Our deepest condolences to his family.”“Holy shit,” Ethan muttered, his grip tightening around the phone. “Who the hell spread this rumor?” He dropped it onto the table, fury simmering in his chest.Victoria’s voice was low but firm. “Whoever did this is the same person who forced you to heal those soldiers. They know your condition, Ethan. They want you broken.”His jaw clenched, the pounding in his head gro
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Chapter 139.He turned, ready to walk away, when the room tilted violently. A wave of dizziness crashed over him. His hand shot to his forehead, his knees weakening.The sound of blood rushing in his ears drowned out the noise of the room. He felt his body sway, his strength draining all at once.And then he was falling.The door burst open.“Ethan!” Victoria rushed forward, catching him just before he hit the floor.“Ethan!” she called, tapping his face.His eyes fluttered open, and he whispered weakly, “I’m fine.”She let out a sharp scoff. “Obviously, you’re not fine. Have you seen yourself right now?” Turning to his personal assistant, she said urgently, “Help me get him up.”With their support, Ethan was lifted to his feet.“Let’s take the back door,” she suggested.But Ethan shook his head. “No. The front door.”Victoria froze, staring at him. “Why? You really want them to see you like this?”“They won’t see me like this,” he said weakly. “If you both support me, I won’t need
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Chapter 138.“Take me to the next ward,” Ethan said.Victoria hurried to him and pulled him aside. “Ethan, you can’t do this. Have you seen yourself? You’re a mess, your eyes, they’re bloodshot and….”Before she could finish, Ethan cut her off with a sudden kiss, taking her completely by surprise.Her breath caught in her throat, the protest dying on her lips. When he finally pulled back, his eyes held a fierce determination.“I have to do this,” Ethan said quietly, almost like a vow.Victoria shook her head, her chest tightening. “You’ll kill yourself.”He gave a faint, tired smile. “Then I’ll die doing what I’m meant to do.”Before she could stop him, he turned and walked toward the ward doors, his steps heavy but unwavering.Jack, still watching from the distance, let his cigarette fall to the ground. A slow, satisfied smile curved his lips as he crushed it beneath his shoe.“Ethan,” he murmured, “this is exactly how I’ll crush your grave… soon.”He turned away from the crowd and
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