Five Lost Angels: My Husband's Fatal Deception novel Chapter 173

After speaking for a while, I was winded, my worn-out condition deeply concerned Laura as she placed her hand on my forehead, checking my temperature.

"Oh, my gosh!

Bright, you are burning with fever. Let me take you to the hospital. Your hunger strike has left adverse effects on your health."

But I refused, regulating my breathing. I wished to discuss everything in my mind before anything else.

"It's just a fever, Laura. Don't bother!

Let me end this suspense for once. I won't be able to rest without clear communication."

From my early years of business, I had one principle to adhere to: Solve everything through dialogue!

No matter how difficult or unpleasant the situation was, I never left anything unresolved, avoiding miscommunication. Only my heart knew how I had suffered in the loneliness of my room in the past weeks. The lack of connection was suffocating me.

Thankfully, Laura understood my point and nodded.

"Ok, fine. As you wish.

Then how did your protest end in that engagement, Bright? Did your mom threaten you?"

Laura's words pushed a serious matter into my consideration, I was unaware of why she was calling Sienna my fiancé.

"I am not engaged to the Lockwood's heiress, Laura. It's just that I fell ill because of my hunger strike, so my dad forced me to surrender. He took me to meet Sienna to a gathering at our farm house.

I just walked with her to that party and left after ten minutes."

Now, it was Laura's turn to have a heart attack, she clutched her chest and gasped.

"What?

You only met Sienna because of your parents' pressure, and the spokesperson of the Wilson family has announced that you are engaged!"

She then took out her cell phone and showed me social media trends. My jaw slacked to see my pictures with Sienna everywhere. It didn't take me long to understand the trends.

"Actually, it's like a business deal, not engagement, Laura."

I simplified the meaning of this news to introduce her to another dark reality of our grim world.

"As our parents agreed for a marital alliance, they released this news publicly to manipulate the stock market. Thus, attracting more investors with the lure of a promising future.

It has nothing to do with emotions and relationships."

Laura shuddered uncontrollably, imagining the power of greed, she spoke meekly.

"Henry is an active part of this business world; he always protected me from such scandals and dreary traditions.

Luckily, my method worked, and my mom softened the security outside the room and mansion in the afternoon."

After this accomplishment, I reshaped my perfect plan and waited for all the servants outside my room to fall asleep tonight. At last, that was my chance to break the chains of restrain.

"My parents weren't at home, so I took advantage of this opportunity and escaped from my home's jail.

I gathered the bedsheets in my room to make a rope and jumped out of the window. Honestly speaking, Laura. I felt relieved after running out of that dark abyss."

Throughout my story, Laura paid full attention to my emotional trauma like a good partner, comforting me as she was pained to listen to my anguish.

However, as soon as I mentioned that jump, she straightened up and squealed,

“I tied my bedsheets together to make a rope and climbed out the window.”

“YOU JUMPED?!”

Laura looked horrified.

In an instant, she dropped to her knees in front of me, her hands already reaching for my legs.

“Bright, roll up your pants—NOW!”