Chapter 512

Chapter 512:
Fresh air flooded her lungs, and Madilyn instinctively clutched her neck, coughing violently. She trembled uncontrollably, her whole body weak.
Madilyn couldn’t believe it.
Greyson had truly wanted her dead.
At the last moment, he regained his composure and spoke coldly, with a hint of contempt.
“Killing you would only sully my hands.”
He looked down at her as if she were nothing more than garbage.
“Madilyn, I now know the truth. Candice was the one who saved me in Overshow ten years ago. It wasn’t you! When Candice left the hospital, you took advantage of the situation and falsely claimed to be my savior all these years! You actively sabotaged my relationship with Candice and even set a trap to make her lose her virginity on our wedding night. Madilyn, killing you wouldn’t be enough to satisfy my hatred. I spared you because you’re not worthy of dying at my hands. Death is too good for you.”
Madilyn drew a deep breath, overwhelmed by the weight of Greyson’s words. She collapsed to the floor, her face pale.
He knew the truth. How could this be possible?
No wonder Greyson had asked her if she remembered what happened in Overshow. She had deceived him, and his attitude toward her had shifted drastically. It turned out Greyson had harbored suspicions for a long time, and despite her efforts to hide the truth for ten years, he had finally uncovered it.
Panicked, Madilyn leaned against the wall, fully aware of her grim fate.
She had run out of options.
Summoning what little courage she had left, she whispered, “Rey, I admit that everything in the past was my fault. But I gave you my virginity. I truly love you!”
Madilyn knelt on the floor, tears streaming down her cheeks. She knew her attempts to evoke sympathy from Greyson had failed, leaving her with no other choice.
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The realization that Greyson had truly forsaken her and disregarded their decade-long relationship was unbearable.
“Greyson, my actions were driven by love. I did everything out of love for you. I have given you everything. I have nothing left…”
“Enough!” Greyson roared.
He angrily pointed at the blood on the blanket. “Are you sure this is your first time? Madilyn, you’re lying! The bloodstains are scattered, and there’s clearly more than ten milliliters of it. It can’t be virgin blood. Do you think I’m a fool? So you’ve been deceiving me repeatedly?”
Without warning, he stepped forward and delivered a forceful kick, shattering Madilyn’s carefully constructed facade.
She crumpled to the floor in pain, revealing a concealed wound on the inside of her arm. Despite two band-aids, blood was seeping out again.
“The blood is from here, isn’t it?” Greyson’s voice dripped with icy disdain.
Being a doctor, he couldn’t be fooled by such amateurish tricks.
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