Chapter 805

‘It’s because she was only imprisoned for three and a half years. It was too light a sentence! Too light!’

‘However, why did I stop her when I saw her hurting herself? Why did I call an ambulance?

‘I’m supposed to get back at her, but in the end, I feel like she’s the one taking her revenge on me!’

His phone rang particularly loudly in this quiet space.

Martin Weiss looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Paisley Daniels.

“Martin.” When he answered, Paisley Daniels’s soft voice came from the other end of the call.

“What’s the matter?” asked Martin Weiss, but there was exhaustion in his voice.

“What’s the matter? Are you tired?”

Paisley Daniels asked quickly, recognizing the difference in his voice.

“I’m fine. I’m just busy with some small matters,” he said. ‘Yes, Kyla Corbyn is just a small matter to me.’

“Then… Then I won’t bother you anymore. I just want to know when you’ll be back. If you need to stay in Emerald City a little longer, then I’ll come and accompany you,” said Paisley Daniels.

Knowing that he had been staying in Emerald City and that every time she called, he would only say a few words to her made her feel uneasy.

It was as if something would happen.

Although he was nice to her all these years and they were planning to get married… The fact that she could not conceive and bear a child remained a thorn in her heart.

Besides… What concerned her most was that she knew he had been looking for her all year.

‘Does Kyla Corbyn hold some importance… Paisley Daniels did not dare to think of it any longer.

She knew that what she had to do now was to hold on to Martin and marry into the Weiss family.

“No, you needn’t come. I’ll be back in a couple of days,” said Martin Weiss.

Paisley Daniels breathed a sigh of relief.

After Martin Weiss finished the call, his eyes fell on the closed door of the operating room again. His expression looked conflicted.

‘What should I do with Kyla Corbyn?

‘Should I continue with my revenge?

‘Or…

‘I don’t even know what the answer is!’

*

When Kyla Corbyn woke up, she caught sight of her mother’s worried face.

She was startled immediately. “Mom!” As soon as she opened her mouth, her throat was dry and she felt a pain in her stomach.

“Don’t move. Just lie down,” Mrs. Corbyn said quickly, her eyes showing deep sadness. “How can you be so cruel? You stabbed yourself with a broken glass. Have you ever thought about how Nelson and I would go on with our lives if something happened to you?”

As soon as she heard Nelson’s name, Kyla Corbyn tensed immediately and turned her head as if she was afraid that Martin Weiss would suddenly appear and hear this.

Mrs. Corbyn patted her daughter’s shoulder in comfort. “Don’t worry, Martin Weiss has left. He’s the one who called me to come to the hospital.”

“He… left?” Kyla Corbyn was stunned for a moment. Then, the strained nerves in her body seemed to relax, and she just lay on the hospital bed like she had melted into a puddle of mud.