Jesse was stunned.

"Then... then I'll call the master."

Jesse took out her phone and dialed Bryce O'Connor's number.

But there was no answer.

She called several times, but no one answered.

Jesse looked at Vina Morton with a troubled expression and said, "Young Mistress, the master... isn't answering."

Vina Morton was anxious and began to cry uncontrollably.

No!

She had to see Bryce O'Connor.

She had to explain last night's events and everything else, or Bryce O'Connor would be heartbroken.

Ignoring the fact that she was still receiving an IV, Vina Morton abruptly pulled out the needle. Jesse was startled and at a loss. "Young Mistress, what's wrong with you!"

"I need to see Bryce O'Connor. I have to find him!"

Vina Morton stumbled out of bed and ran out, but she had no idea where Bryce O'Connor was or where to find him. Jesse, seeing her in such a state, quickly called Bryce O'Connor's assistant, Dove Austin. As soon as the call connected, Jesse urgently said, "Assistant Austin, is the master with you? The young mistress suddenly pulled out her IV and ran out to find him. I couldn't stop her!"

Dove Austin frowned and immediately informed Bryce O'Connor, who was drinking.

"Sir, the young mistress wants to see you. Jesse said she pulled out her IV and ran out, barefoot."

Hearing this, the man sitting in the corner abruptly stood up. His eyes, slightly glazed from the alcohol, were now filled with concern. He grabbed his coat and rushed out, almost leaving Dove Austin behind.

It seemed that when it came to matters concerning the young mistress, the master couldn't remain calm.

…

Vina Morton ran from her hospital room to the first floor.

She reached the hospital entrance and paused as she looked at the bright sunlight.

So warm.

This was the warmth of the sun.

She had died.

But now, she was alive again.

Life was so beautiful.

Lost in thought, a voice full of anger reached her ears.

"Vina Morton, what are you doing!"

Vina Morton turned around to see a familiar face, but this time it was filled with terrifying anger. However, Vina Morton wasn't afraid. Her tears flowed freely as she ran to him and hugged him tightly.

"Bryce, is it really you?"

The man she hugged was stiff and didn't know how to respond. The petite figure in his arms trembled as she cried. Thinking of something, he grabbed Vina Morton's shoulders and looked at her with cold eyes. "Vina Morton, what are you trying to do now?"

Vina Morton looked up with teary eyes. "Bryce, I'm sorry."

The girl cried loudly in his arms, her tears soaking his black shirt.

Bryce O'Connor had been angry when he saw Vina Morton running to the hospital entrance in her hospital gown and barefoot. But seeing her like this, his anger melted away.

"Bryce, I missed you so much. I'm sorry."

Vina Morton cried and spoke between sobs.

Bryce O'Connor didn't understand why Vina Morton was saying this, but now wasn't the time to think about it. He bent down and picked her up, striding back to the hospital room.

He carried her back to the room.

Jesse was relieved to see Bryce O'Connor carrying Vina Morton back.

The master had asked her to watch over the young mistress. If anything had happened to her, Jesse would have been to blame.

But why was the young mistress behaving so strangely, letting the master carry her without protest?

Jesse thought she might be mistaken.

But no, the person clinging to the master was indeed the young mistress.

Bryce O'Connor placed Vina Morton on the bed, but as soon as he let go, she clung to him like an octopus. Vina Morton held tightly to Bryce O'Connor and buried her head in his chest. "Bryce, don't let go of me."

"Vina Morton, what are you trying to pull?"

From the moment he saw her at the entrance, she seemed like a different person, clinging to him, crying, telling him she was alive, and apologizing repeatedly.

Although Bryce O'Connor couldn't understand her behavior, he suspected it was another attempt to push for a divorce.

Divorce.

Vina Morton had asked for a divorce many times.

For Adam Dalton.

Even at the cost of hurting herself.

Ha...

Bryce O'Connor laughed bitterly. He gently but firmly pulled Vina Morton's hands off him, and with great pain, said the words he never wanted to say, "Vina Morton, you don't have to force yourself. I know you want a divorce."

"This time, I agree."

He spoke calmly, but his heart was already shattered.

It hurt.

But Vina Morton didn't love him.

There was no point in holding on.

If leaving him would make Vina Morton happy.

Then... they should divorce.

Hearing the word divorce, Vina Morton's heart ached.

In her previous life, after the fire incident, Bryce O'Connor agreed to the divorce.

She was happy then, but when O'Connor's grandmother and grandfather found out, they refused to let them divorce, saying it was a marriage arranged by their parents, and they could never divorce in this lifetime. Because of this, they were reluctantly tied together. Vina Morton was very angry, and her relationship with Bryce O'Connor worsened. Whenever she had a chance, she would fight with him.

They couldn't get along at all.

Later, Vina Morton once again used self-harm to make Bryce O'Connor let her go.

Afterward, Bryce O'Connor left the country.

She never saw Bryce O'Connor again until he returned to avenge her death.

But this time was different.

She wouldn't agree to the divorce.

"Bryce O'Connor, I won't divorce you. I won't divorce you even if I die!"

Vina Morton clung to Bryce O'Connor, kissing his lips. Dove Austin and Jesse, who were following, were stunned. The young mistress actually took the initiative to kiss the master and said she wouldn't divorce him even if she died.

What was going on?

Were they dreaming?

Since marrying Bryce O'Connor, the young mistress had always wanted a divorce.

In this one year of marriage, they had seen her fight for a divorce countless times.

But now, she was saying she wouldn't divorce?

It wasn't that they had anything against the young mistress, but they felt she was up to something big.

Bryce O'Connor was also stunned. He hadn't expected Vina Morton to kiss him. He hurriedly pushed her away, his face dark. His eyes were cold. "Vina Morton, stop messing around. I agree."