When I Flash-Married a Billionaire, My Ex Went on a Hunger Strike novel Chapter 68

“What about Miss Ruby?”

“The wedding’s still going to happen,” Eugene said without hesitation.

Louis clenched his jaw so hard his molars ached.

After a pause, he snapped, “Don’t call me uncle anymore. I don’t have a nephew as disgraceful as you.”

“Uncle, I…”

Eugene was about to speak when Louis’ phone rang.

He checked the screen—it was the hospital.

He answered immediately. “Hello… Okay, prep the OR. I’m on my way.”

He didn’t even wait for the call to end before striding toward the door.

Eugene chased after him. “Uncle, what about Adora…”

Before he could finish, Louis had already stormed out the door and vanished down the hall.

Eugene froze, let out a tense sigh, and turned back toward the bedroom.

Seeing the scattered medical supplies by the bed, his expression turned complicated.

He grabbed a towel to cover his nose and mouth, then used a plastic bag over his hand to collect all the used materials and dispose of them in the trash.

The thought that he had carried Adora earlier now made his skin crawl.

Fear took over.

He rushed out of the room and scrubbed himself from head to toe before changing into clean clothes.

Back in the bedroom, Adora had been sleeping soundly until a nightmare startled her awake.

She sat up abruptly, gasping for breath.

In the dream, she was pinned down by two men, struggling as they tried to tear off her clothes.

No matter how hard she fought, they stripped everything but one final piece.

Just as one of them lunged to violate her, a slow-witted boy appeared, swinging a pickaxe and chasing the two monsters away.

Then he gently helped her get dressed again…

Thinking about that “foolish husband,” Adora’s chest tightened with a complicated tangle of emotions.

If he hadn’t protected her over the past three years, not even hell could have compared to what her life would’ve been.

But that boy was still in that town and life hadn’t been kind to him either.

“Adora, whatever we had… it’s over. I’m sorry. I just hope you don’t hate me for it.”

“You’re overthinking it,” she said flatly.

She threw off the blanket and got out of bed.

Her lower abdomen still ached, and her legs felt unsteady, but it was nowhere near as unbearable as before.

She waited until the strength returned to her limbs, then reached for her phone on the nightstand and opened her banking app.

“I will transfer back the two hundred thousand dollars to you. We’re even now. I don’t need your pity, and I owe you nothing.”

After returning the money Eugene gave her on the day she bought the house, Adora left without hesitation.

Eugene froze, stunned.

He frowned and called after her. “Adora, why are you sending the money back? What are you thinking? Are you planning to do something stupid?”

He followed a few steps behind, keeping his distance but letting his imagination run wild.

“I know you’re in a lot of pain, but medical technology kept advancing. There’s always hope.

“Look at my uncle, he’s amazing! I’ll beg him to call more specialists. Even if they can’t cure you, they might help you live a few more years. Please, don’t do anything reckless.”