No Wife, No Life Chapter 246

Amelia stared into his eyes, waiting quietly for his response. At the very least, he liked her.

Unexpectedly, Brock let out a derisive laugh, lying back down lazily. "Amelia? She means nothing to me."

Amelia stood there, stunned. It took a while before tears started streaming down her face.

It was said that People told the truth when they were drunk.

She never expected him to say that. Did he really have no feelings for her at all?

After what felt like an eternity, she wiped her tears and continued to coax him. "Brock, if you sign this contract, Noah will stop targeting you. Maybe we can even get back the shares Harper took."

Hearing this, the drunken Brock perked up, slowly sitting up and nodding. "Alright, I'll sign."

Amelia quickly handed him the pen, watching him sign the document before carefully putting it away.

Afterward, she helped him to bed, waiting until he was completely asleep before whispering, "Brock, I'm sorry, but you'll understand someday. I'm doing this for you."

She cried for a long time after that, finally falling asleep next to him out of sheer exhaustion.

The next morning, before Brock woke up, she hurried to deliver the contract to Noah's assistant.

However, she remained somewhat apprehensive and dared not return immediately, leaving her with little choice but to wander aimlessly through the streets. Before she realized it, she found herself standing before the headquarters of FusionX Company.

Brock didn't wake up until noon. His temples throbbed painfully as he rubbed his aching head, trying to remember something.

A sense of unease washed over him. He immediately called Amelia, but she didn't answer.

The unease grew stronger, and fragmented memories began to surface.

He remembered signing a share transfer contract last night.

His heart pounded wildly.

He quickly dressed and rushed out, heading straight for FusionX Company. To his surprise, he ran into Amelia outside the building.

Seeing her, Brock's anger flared. He grabbed her arm, demanding, "Amelia, what contract did you make me sign last night?"

Before Amelia could answer, someone suddenly charged out from a nearby alley, cursing Brock and stabbing him.

It turned out that before meeting Amelia, Brock had broken a girl's heart, leading her to depression and eventually suicide.

Her brother had been investigating Brock ever since, but Brock had been missing for a while.

Today, that girl's brother finally found Brock and didn't hesitate to attack.

Brock was stunned.

Amelia screamed and threw herself in front of him, taking the knife intended for him, blood gushing out.The attacker seemed shocked and fled.

People around them immediately called for an ambulance.

Everything happened so fast that Brock had no time to react.

He gripped Amelia's shoulders tightly, demanding over and over, "Why did you do that? Why?"

His neck veins bulged with emotion, his expression nearly crazed, unable to accept the reality.

"I... I love you," Amelia said with difficulty.

She had nothing left but Brock. She couldn't lose him, no matter what.

Two weeks later, Amelia was discharged from the hospital.

At the same time, Brock announced their engagement.

Meanwhile, the nearly bankrupt Wood Company received good news. FusionX Company had developed a controller that Wood Company manufactured. The product passed safety tests and received several large orders from the aerospace sector, specializing in precision instruments.

The orders were highly profitable and positioned Wood Company as a leader in high-end manufacturing.

The news sent Wood Company's stock soaring. Their website released a video showcasing the controller's superior performance.

Some predicted that if the controller went global, it would tap into a market worth hundreds of billions.

Initially, many mocked Harper for investing heavily in Wood Company, calling it foolish.

Now, seeing Wood Company's skyrocketing stock, those critics were silenced.

Harper's assets multiplied within hours. Rough estimates showed her shares were worth a fortune.

This was just the beginning. As Wood Company's technology matured and production lines expanded, her annual income could reach staggering levels.

Financial news outlets worldwide scrambled to cover stories about Harper.

Brock was losing his mind.

If he still had those shares, he could have made a fortune. Now, he had nothing.

One day, Harper and Manuel were heading to a meeting. As they opened the car door, Brock jumped out.Manuel glared at him coldly. "What are you doing here?"

Brock looked defeated, his demeanor listless.

Since marrying Amelia, his situation hadn't improved. He had nothing left. Harper sold his shares, and Marvin refused to give him any, only providing a card with just enough for him and Amelia to scrape by each month.

"I'm here to apologize." He apologized sincerely, his face pale.Harper glanced at Manuel and said, "You go ahead. I'll talk to him."

Manuel nodded, getting into the car and closing the door.

Harper and Brock walked into an empty conference room and sat down.

Harper called her assistant, who soon brought in a document.

Once the door closed again, Harper looked at Brock. "How do you plan to apologize?"

Brock licked his dry lips and began, "I've thought a lot about the shares. Selling to HoloSphere Technologies was the best outcome actually. I brought this on myself."

"Previously, I believed myself to be no less capable than Caden—indeed, I even considered myself superior to him. However, the reality is that I truly do not measure up to his caliber."

"Choosing a partner was the same. I let sudden emotions cloud my judgment, putting FusionX Company in jeopardy. Fortunately, you and Caden saved it."

"And I hurt the employees at Wood Company. It's all my fault. I've been a burden to you, and I'm truly sorry."

His attitude was genuinely humble, no longer arrogant.

Looking at the downtrodden Brock, Harper nodded.

She pushed the document across the table to him. "Take a look at this."

He picked it up and read it, stunned to see it was about his overseas shares.