I Was His Substitute Bride Chapter 36
At this thought, all color drained from her face. A sob crept into her voice involuntarily. “Why, Cole? Did Victoria snitch on me? I wasn’t indifferent about Mr. Prescott. I knew he’d be fine. I’m coming to the hospital right now to apologize to him, okay?”
Cole drew a deep breath. “We were wrong from the very beginning. Now, we’re just correcting a mistake.”
Sabrina didn’t argue further. Hung up.
Cole knew she was probably in denial, choosing to run away.
He lifted his eyes to look at me, sitting in the waiting chair. A glint flashed in his gaze. Full of determination.
Luckily, while the metal spike had stabbed into Spencer’s throat, it hadn’t hit a major artery. It was just severe blood loss. Looked terrifying.
The doctor instructed him to avoid strenuous activity. I stayed to take care of Spencer.
In the hospital bed, Spencer’s pale face twitched. His eyelashes fluttered. He slowly opened his eyes. Seeing me dabbing his dry, cracked lips with a damp cotton swab, his eyes quietly reddened.
Maybe due to his throat injury, his voice was hoarse. Like a leaky old bellows. “Victoria, you liar. You always said Blair was my old flame. Cole is clearly your old flame.”
Old flame? More like a nightmare.
I opened my mouth. Before I could make a sound, Spencer’s tear-clumped lashes trembled. He said, aggrieved, “Let’s call it even, okay? Let’s stop caring about people from the past. Just live our life together.”
“Those photos, I’ve looked into them too. All staged by Blair. Some were photoshopped, AI face swaps. If you don’t believe me, you can take them to a professional forensic analysis.”
