Chapter 7
I sneered, “Emmett, are you sure that’s your son?”
With that, I slammed the evidence of the falsified paternity test in
front of him.
Emmett opened it and his face instantly turned pale.
“No, this is impossible!” he shouted.
He clutched the paper tightly and rushed out of the company.
Watching his disappearing figure, I immediately sent Emmett the video of Camila and Jackson having an affair.
An hour later, my phone rang. It was an unknown number.
“Hello, are you the phone owner’s sister?” the caller asked politely.
“Yes, that’s me,” I replied briefly.
“This is Central Hospital. Your brother has been in a car accident and is currently in emergency surgery. Please come to the hospital as soon as possible,” the person continued.
“I’m not close to him. He has a wife named Camila. You should contact her directly.” With that, I hung up without hesitation.
Chapter 7
Out of curiosity, I put on a mask and hat, then quietly headed to the emergency room at Central Hospital.
Coincidentally, Camila and Jackson arrived almost at the same time.
“What? $150,000?” Camila shrieked. “It’s just a car accident. How can medical expenses be $150,000? Is this hospital robbing people?”
Outside the operating room, she made a huge scene.
The doctor repeatedly explained the severity of Emmett’s injuries.
But no matter how the doctor tried to persuade her, Camila refused. to pay the fee and wouldn’t consent to the surgery.
She coldly said, “If Emmett dies, it’s your responsibility!”
Eventually, the hospital had no choice but to activate their emergency protocol.
After the surgery, I overheard the doctor sighing, “What a shame, he’s so young. If he could have had surgery sooner, he wouldn’t have needed amputation.”
A few days later, I secretly snuck into the hospital room again.
By then, Emmett had regained consciousness, but he stared at his empty leg, tears streaming down his face.
“What are you crying for? Because of you, all our family savings are gone!” Camila snapped, angrily slamming a plate of oatmeal on the table.
“You bitch! The son is Jackson’s, isn’t he?” Emmett suddenly exploded. “You dared to betray me and made me raise someone else’s child! I’ll kill you!”
He struggled to lunge at Camila, but he couldn’t move at all.
“Slap!”
The crisp sound of a slap echoed through the hospital room.
“I’ve had enough of you!” Camila spat venomously before swaying her hips as she walked out of the room.
I coldly observed everything as Emmett held his slapped face, looking completely lost and helpless.
From that day on, I never went back to the hospital. There was no longer any connection between us.
However, two months later, I accidentally came across him on my phone.
Emmett had become a mukbang streamer.
Out of curiosity, I watched his livestream for a while.
In front of the camera, he appeared dull and lifeless. The table was filled with disgusting foods–centipedes, earthworms,
intestines, and other bizarre ingredients I couldn’t even name.
The comment section was in an uproar.
“This guy is amazing! He can eat this stuff?”
“I’m definitely watching to see if he can finish it all today!”
“Ugh! Just looking at it makes me want to throw up!”
“Eat up! I’ve got gifts ready for you!”
