She Has Forty Eight Hours To Live After Her Fiance Admits His Affair Chapter 02

She Has Forty Eight Hours To Live After Her Fiance Admits His Affair Chapter 02

Ignoring the blood at his temple, Elias simply looked at Mia and said,​

“What about you? When have you ever thought about yourself?”​

Watching their affectionate performance, my stomach churned with disgust.​

I was about to leave when Captain Gavin pushed the door open and blocked my way.​

“Kiddo, Mia just wants a home. Don’t hold it against her.”​

I strained to find my voice,​

“So you knew too? Did you deliberately pull me away during last week’s operation?”​

Gavin sighed,​

“Kiddo, out of a hundred hostages in the Pinebridge Kidnapping, only Mia survived.”​

“She looks up to you like a real sister. You’ve been looking after her all this time. If she’s done wrong, doesn’t that fall on you for not guiding her right?”​

“Stop making things hard for her. All her family died in that case — she’s a poor soul.”​

Poor her?​

Back then, I pitied her for losing all her family and treated her like my own sister.​

But what Gavin forgot was that his own mentor—my father—was also critically injured saving Mia during that rescue. He was left in a vegetative state until he finally passed.​

“Sis, you can take your anger out on me, but don’t resent Elias,”​

Mia said as she approached. I suddenly reached out and ripped the amulet my father had left her from her neck.​

Mia let out a soft gasp. Elias’s expression turned cold instantly, and he roughly pushed me aside.​

I stared at him in disbelief.​

“I’ll take you home to calm down,” Gavin said gently.​

Without looking back, Elias said, “Mia’s hurt. I’m taking her to the hospital. We’ll talk about us later.”​

I never expected my phone to ring on the way home.​

“Lila, direct your hatred at me — stop playing these petty tricks!”​

At the sound of his voice, Gavin slammed on the brakes. My forehead throbbed with pain.​

A screenshot followed. Someone had posted photos online—Mia and me at the courthouse.​

Mia was circled with the caption: Why be a homewrecker when you’re so young?​

I spoke calmly,​

“It wasn’t me.”​

“Besides, were they wrong?”​

“That’s enough,” Elias snapped irritably.​

“Mia never wanted to compete with you. Why can’t you tolerate her? She’s nothing like you — don’t use your dirty tactics on her.”​

Gavin’s brow furrowed. “Your father gave his life for hers. Can you really stand by and watch her life get destroyed?”​

Before I could respond, a message from Mia popped up on my phone:​

“Sis, I won’t fight you for anything. I was actually trying to get Elias to apologize to you just now.”​

“But it’s my fault — he insisted on blindfolding me, making me guess our next pose over and over.”​

“I was so worried about you that I kept guessing wrong. Now he’s even angrier — please stay away from him.”​

I clenched the phone tightly and turned off the screen.​

Sensing my silence, Gavin softened his tone,​

“Come present Mia’s award at her graduation ceremony. The rumors will die down on their own.”​

Elias also condescended to promise,​

“After the ceremony, we’ll go get married.”​

“No need. You make me sick,” I said, my voice hoarse.​

“Elias, are you that desperate? So many sick games?”​

Elias froze for a moment, realizing what I meant, then scoffed,​

“What, now you’re disgusted? It’s not the first time you’ve been used as an entertainment toy.”​

My eyes filled with tears,​

“What?”​

“The day of your father’s funeral — Mia called to comfort you, crying, remember?”​

Vague memories surfaced — back then, Elias was on a business trip, and Mia was busy with her thesis.​

“The truth is, I was right behind her. I heard every word you said. But I never stopped. Not for a second.”​

“She was sobbing uncontrollably under me, and you were still comforting her.”​

The blood in my veins turned to ice. For the first time in my life, I felt a hatred for this world so profound it stole my breath.​

The system’s voice echoed,​

“Detected host’s desire to withdraw is rising rapidly. Elimination countdown halved. Remaining: 24 hours.”​

I curled my fingers into fists and spoke into the phone,​

“Fine. Her graduation ceremony.”​

“I’ll be there.”