My Husband Faked Our Marriage to Please My Best Friend Chapter 05

My Husband Faked Our Marriage to Please My Best Friend Chapter 05

Ethan was held back with all their strength, or he would have jumped after me. 

He leaned over the window and stared at the shocking pool of red below. His vision went black, and he nearly collapsed. 

Then he stumbled downstairs. 

When he saw me lying there, blood spreading little by little 

beneath me, his ears rang. 

For a moment, the entire world lost all sound. 

When he finally came back to himself, he scrambled and crawled to my side, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. 

“Sophie, don’t joke with me. Get up.” 

His voice carried a panic he had never shown before. 

“Sophie, don’t scare me…” 

He reached out as if to touch me, then pulled back before his fingers landed, not daring to touch me at all. 

He didn’t understand. 

Hadn’t he only asked me to apologize to Chloe? 

Did I really have to jump from a building over that? 

“Sophie, being angry with me is one thing, but are you abandoning your mother too?” 

He trembled as he checked for my breath. 

When he felt the faintest trace of breathing, his eyes instantly 

turned red. He almost cried. 

“Doctor! Get a doctor!” 

“Hurry! Bring over the best medical team in the world! Right 

now!” 

He roared, tears falling onto my face. 

“Sophie, hold on. You’re not allowed to die. I won’t let you 

die!” 

Only after I was carried into the ambulance, covered in 

medical equipment, did the tightness in his chest loosen 

slightly. 

For the next day and night, he stayed outside the emergency room without leaving for even a step. 

In the hallway, he leaned against the wall and stared again and 

again at the blood covering his hands, as if he had lost his 

mind. 

When Chloe called, he stared at her name flashing across the 

screen. 

For the first time, he didn’t pick up immediately. 

A few seconds later, he finally answered. 

“Why haven’t you come yet? I’ve been waiting for you all night…” 

On the other end, Chloe’s voice was sweet and spoiled, with a 

hint of arrogance. 

“My face is still swollen. It’s all your fault. Your punishment is coming over right now to keep me company!” 

Ethan stayed silent for a long while before he said hoarsely, “Sophie jumped from a building.” 

The other end went quiet for a second. 

Then came a scoff. 

“Jumped? Sophie?” 

“Hahaha, Ethan, stop messing with me. Do you really think 

someone like her would dare to die?” 

“She’s pretending. She’s just trying to make you feel sorry for her. Don’t let her fool you.” 

Ethan’s grip on the phone tightened. 

For the first time, he found Chloe’s voice unbearable. 

Without another word, he hung up. 

His phone soon started vibrating again. 

Messages came in one after another. 

“Ethan, you don’t actually believe her, do you? She must be putting on a show for you. People like her are best at acting pitiful.” 

“Ethan? Why aren’t you answering me?” 

“You didn’t really go see her, did you? I’m upset now.” 

“Remember to come over tonight. I bought your favorite red 

wine.” 

Attached was a photo of Chloe in a strappy nightgown, the neckline deliberately low in front of the camera. 

Ethan glanced at it and swiped past it with a blank face. 

But by accident, he opened the trending page. 

The screen was flooded with the trending post about me 

“hiring men to ruin myself.” 

The comments underneath said everything. 

“Is this woman sick? She hired people to do that to herself? Disgusting!” 

“I heard her mother got so angry because of her that her condition got worse. What a daughter.” 

“Wronged? The video is out. How are people still defending 

her?” 

Ethan’s pupils shrank hard. 

The next second, he smashed the phone against the wall. 

His fury exploded. 

“Who told you to release this? What the hell is going on with the trending post?” 

His men stammered for a long time before squeezing out an 

answer. 

“Mr. Whitmore, didn’t you tell us to listen to Mrs. Whitmore until she fully calmed down?” 

“Mrs. Whitmore told us to release the video, so we did…” 

“What Mrs. Whitmore? My wife is lying in the operating room 

right now!” 

Ethan’s voice turned sharp with disbelief. 

The man lowered his head. 

“You forgot, sir. You and Chloe got married not long ago.” 

“Technically speaking, she’s your wife now.”