Second Chance: Marrying into Wealth Chapter 72

When I opened my eyes again, my mind was still a bit hazy.

Am I dead?

No, because I smelled the familiar scent of disinfectant.

And the first person I saw when I opened my eyes was Christopher.

But how could he be here? I was a bit unsure if I had been beaten so badly that I was hallucinating.

So, I couldn't help but close my eyes and look at Christopher again.

He was still there!

His handsome face was so close to mine, still very impactful. It was the first time I looked at him so directly without looking away, and I couldn't help but laugh, "I'm so lucky to wake up and see such a handsome guy!"

No one can understand the joy of surviving a disaster.

So, I could still joke around.

Christopher squeezed my hand a bit tighter, his eyes flashing with complexity and helplessness, "You can still joke, which means your brain isn't damaged!"

I grinned, wanting to laugh.

Ouch!

It immediately pulled at my injured face, causing pain.

Christopher's eyes seemed to flash with a light I couldn't catch, and he reminded me in a deep voice, "Don't move."

But I heard a hoarseness in his voice.

It was as if he had been guarding for a long time without drinking water.

"I'm fine." I wanted to comfort Christopher, but it wasn't very convincing. Even saying this one sentence was difficult and weak.

This time, Christopher just looked at me deeply without saying anything harsh.

Sure enough, patients have privileges.

"Where's Paula?" I wanted to see Paula.

Christopher immediately understood what I meant. He got up and opened the door to the ward.

My Paula was waiting at the door. When she saw the door open, she couldn't wait to rush in.

Her eyes were red from crying, and she was about to throw herself into my arms.

Christopher, who was about to leave to give us space, grabbed Paula's clothes and reminded her, "She has injuries!"

Actually, even if he didn't remind her, Paula might have stopped herself before throwing herself into my arms because she cared about me and truly cared about my body, so she would have thought of it.

But I was still grateful that Christopher noticed such details and gave him a grateful look.

He had already turned and left, leaving me with a straight and handsome back.

Only Paula and I were left in the room.

She held back her emotions and didn't pat my shoulder, angrily saying, "Melinda, you fool, how could you be so bold? You scared me to death. Do you think you're so great and heroic? If something happened to you, have you thought about how sad I would be?

I might even get depressed and follow you because of guilt!"

Paula's words were not exaggerated at all. We had been together since middle school, and after I helped her, she had a lack of emotional support, but I gave her a lot of love, including my parents who were very kind to her.

So, if something happened to me, she might really not be able to handle it.

But I couldn't hold back at that time. Maybe I didn't expect to hear about my parents' cause of death, so I lost my mind and angered Lawrence.

"I'm sorry, but I'm fine now, right? I'm just happy and satisfied to be alive and see you all again."

I was wrapped in bandages all over, only able to speak and blink to express my feelings to Paula.

Paula had been worried and waiting for so long without hearing any news of my safety.

So she had been holding on, reminding herself to stay calm, and her emotions had been suppressed.

Hearing my words, she burst into tears, her voice probably audible in the hallway outside.

I didn't stop her. After Paula had vented enough, I had the chance to joke, "Alright, stop crying. I'm fine, and we'll all be fine in the future. If you keep crying, you'll get ugly. Look at your swollen eyes."

Hearing my words, Paula couldn't help but wipe her tears and glared at me resentfully, "You can still joke around. How did you come up with such a big idea back then? And my ex-boyfriend, who let him help? He didn't even tell me what you asked him to do. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known about your live streaming plan and the risks you took!"

I understood what Paula meant.

If she had known, she would have guessed what I wanted to do.

With Paula's personality, she would have definitely stopped me.

As for when I planned the live streaming?

Since Lawrence suggested the trip, I had been uneasy. I knew my opportunities and time were limited.

What really made my plan take shape was when Vance told me that Evan's clue couldn't be pursued further, and our investigation had hit a bottleneck. Moreover, there was no information about Lawrence's whereabouts and surveillance.

I made up my mind. With Lawrence's intelligence, it was unlikely to get the answers and evidence I wanted using conventional methods.

So my plan began to take shape bit by bit.

But I couldn't completely fall into the trap Lawrence set for me. Otherwise, diving into danger like that would be more like suicide.

So, when Lawrence asked me to decide where to go, I chose a place most advantageous to me. Everything went relatively smoothly.

With the help of Paula's ex-boyfriend, those live streaming phones could perfectly avoid Lawrence's detection and not be discovered.

Lawrence was indeed very clever.

Lawrence had strong counter-surveillance abilities and probably noticed something was wrong with me, so he wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible. The pinhole camera I carried was indeed to confuse him.

Lawrence was too smart. I didn't know how he discovered it, but he did.

Fortunately, I had other arrangements.

In the end, everything went as I expected. All of Lawrence's crimes were recorded.

When he realized the phone was live streaming, it was too late. Hitting me was useless; the crimes had already been recorded and admitted by him.

He had no chance to deny it.

Lawrence was smart and reacted quickly, which is why he was so agitated. He hit me with red eyes, muttering, "I'm finished, finished, die, Melinda, die."

I probably laughed at that time.

Making his crimes public online, everything he had built over the years turned to nothing.

This was my most vicious revenge on him!

Dying is easy! But living and watching everything you care about disappear is the most painful.

"You can still laugh, huh!"

Actually, I didn't dare to move my mouth to laugh because of the pain, but Paula could feel my rare good mood. Her hoarse voice was filled with frustration.

I immediately admitted my mistake, "I won't laugh, I won't laugh! I'll regret it for you, okay?"

"Regret for what? You're like this, and you're still thinking about me?" Paula looked at me puzzled.

"My inheritance is quite a lot, but unfortunately, you won't get any of it!" I looked at Paula with a smile in my eyes.

Paula immediately said, "Who do you think you're looking down on? Your inheritance is at most tens of millions of dollars, even with the company, it might not reach a billion dollars. In my eyes, that's just a little bit. I don't care! Don't forget who I am. I'm the daughter of the richest man, Randy, worth billions of dollars. Do you think I care about your money? You better live well and spend it yourself. If it's not enough, I have more."

"Yes, you're the most awesome!" I held back my smile.

Paula proudly put her hands on her hips, "That's right!"

Just then, the police, knowing I was awake, came to follow the normal procedure and take my statement.

This also meant that Lawrence's fate was sealed.