Ditching Me for His 'Soulmate'? His Loss. Next Stop: My New Life novel Chapter 29

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“I have a flight tomorrow, so I won’t be going.”

I turned back to look at Alexander one last time. I didn’t know how much of his memory

had returned.

His eyes were complex, like a tangled, blurry fog.

But I no longer had the energy to decipher it.

Late at night, the excessive pain kept me tossing and turning. I had to lean against the wall to get up. Only half a bottle of painkillers remained on the coffee table. Fortunately, I had a morning flight tomorrow and would be admitted to the hospital immediately upon landing.

Knock knock knock.

The door was suddenly pounded roughly.

“Victoria Carter, open the door!”

It was Alexander’s voice.

I found it strange, but still struggled to open the door for him.

As soon as I opened it, Alexander charged in with a group of people. He looked at me

aggressively.

“Where did you take Sophie?”

I frowned, puzzled.

“Sophie? I’m not sure.”

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“I’ve been home all day without going out. Did you lose contact with her?”

Alexander’s fury intensified. He grabbed my collar and demanded.

“Stop acting innocent!”

“Who else but you would go after Sophie!”

“Look at this yourself. You better hand Sophie over obediently, or I won’t let you get away

with it!”

I looked down to see Sophie’s text message.

[Victoria Carter wants to kill me, help!]

The message cut off abruptly, showing the sender’s urgency,

I was helpless. My frail body felt nauseous from Alexander’s rough handling.

“This is slander. I haven’t seen Sophie today. If you really suspect me, then have your

people check the surveillance or search my house.”

“I feel terrible. Let go of me.”

“I need to take my medication.”

Alexander looked at me suspiciously.

“You better not be lying to me.”

Then he roughly threw me against the coffee table. The impact was so strong I could taste blood in my throat. I struggled to prop myself up and reached for the pill bottle.

“Young Master Whitmore, we’ve searched the entire house. There’s definitely no trace of

madam.”

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“And the surveillance shows Miss Carter indeed never left the house.”

I was sweating coldly from pain, looking weakly at Alexander:

“Now can you believe me?”

“Move aside, you’re blocking me from getting my medication.”

Alexander looked at my bloodless face, and whether from guilt or sympathy, he bent down to help me get the medicine.

But the next second, my phone suddenly rang.

It was an unknown number.

Alexander immediately snatched my phone and answered it. A rough male voice came

through.

“Miss Carter, we have Sophie in our hands.”

“How you want us to torture her is up to you. We guarantee she won’t be able to get

married tomorrow!”

“Meet us at the usual place!”

My eyes widened as I explained in disbelief.

“It’s not me!”

“I don’t know this person at all!”

Alexander laughed angrily, gripping the medicine bottle in his hand threateningly.

“Victoria Carter, still spouting nonsense at this point.”

“I’ll give you one last chance. Where is Sophie?”

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I couldn’t help but moan in pain, only able to weakly grab Alexander’s sleeve, pleading breathlessly.

“I really… don’t know anything.”

“The medicine, give me the medicine.”

Alexander looked at the painkillers and sneered.

“What an act. Harming people one moment, then dying of illness the next.”

“Aren’t you dying soon? Then let me help you along!”

With that, Alexander poured all the painkillers onto the floor in front of me, then crushed them bit by bit under his foot.

I reached out to save them, and even my hand was trampled bloody by Alexander.

“Alexander Whitmore, I really didn’t hurt anyone!”

“I never even saw Sophie!”

But no matter what I said, Alexander wouldn’t believe me.

He even crouched down, watching my agonized face with interest.

“Still making excuses.”

“Victoria Carter, it’s not enough for you to wait for death alone–you want to drag Sophie down with you! How despicable!”

“If you don’t talk, just wait to die from the pain!”

I smiled bitterly, as if relieved or resigned to fate.

“I really didn’t…”

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“Forget it. You’re not my Alex. You won’t believe me.”

My throat turned sweet, and uncontrolled blood sprayed onto Alexander’s chest, staining a large patch of warm red.

Just as Alexander stood stunned, a bodyguard rushed to report.

“Young Master Whitmore, we’ve located madam’s position.”

Alexander left without hesitation.

Before leaving, he glanced at me lying on the floor, barely alive, and ordered.

“Keep watch on her.”

“If something really happens to Sophie, I won’t let you off!”

But at that moment, I was in too much pain to speak.

I could only watch helplessly as Alexander walked away.

Until the pain and consciousness both became dull, and even objects in front of me began to double. Blood began gushing from my mouth in large amounts, even panicking the

bodyguards.

“Blood! She’s vomiting so much blood! Young Master Whitmore’s phone won’t

connect–what do we do!”

“Shit, is she going to die?”

“Don’t let anyone die here. Call 911! Quick, call 911!”

Fortunately, I was already registered at the hospital. After emergency treatment, I would board a specialized medical rescue flight directly to the other side of the ocean.

In the last moment before consciousness faded into darkness, I suddenly felt relief.

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Those remnants of love I thought had penetrated my bones were sprayed clean from my body along with the warm blood.

Sometimes understanding comes in just an instant.

The plane cut through the dark night.

Alexander Whitmore, I’ve finally let you go.