The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 40

On his phone, Ash had posted a photo on her social media. It showed David rolling up his sleeves and making a hangover soup for her.

The caption read, “Just a little drunk, someone is overreacting.”

The chill inside me deepened. I couldn’t hold on any longer and fainted.

When I woke up, I was in the hospital. It was the sanitation worker who had found me and sent me there.

Not a single message on my phone.

I couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

Suddenly, the door to my hospital room opened.

Ash walked in, her eyes full of malice.

“Well, well, isn’t this Amy? How did you end up in such a miserable state?”

She looked at my pale face with satisfaction and smiled smugly.

“I knew you’d recover your hearing. How does it feel? Listening to your husband comfort and tease me, doesn’t it hurt?”

“I just told David that Grandpa was partial to your dad and left the family property to him. He couldn’t wait to drive your dad to his death, so that my dad could get the family property.”

“And your old, useless mother, she actually wanted to fight me for the bone marrow, even dared to hit me. I was determined to make her wish she were never born. Do you know how red her eyes were when I slept with your fiancé in front of her? Hahaha, your family had its moment of glory, but so what? Now they’re nothing but a dog!”

“Oh, right, this must be your mother’s bracelet. I just said it was pretty, and David immediately snatched it off your mother’s wrist. It pissed her off so much she died right then and there. Haha, after all these years, you’re still so grateful to David, it’s laughable!”

Ash’s harsh voice echoed in my ears.

I stared in disbelief, my eyes wide open, hate surging in my chest. My mind went blank, and all I could think was that I wanted to strangle her!

I yanked the needle out, blood dripping from my wrist, and slapped at Ash with all my might.

But in the next moment, someone shoved me to the ground, and my forehead slammed against the table.

The wound that had been bandaged earlier opened up again.

I lay on the ground, pale and lips cracked, looking like a vengeful ghost.

“Ash, may you never rest in peace!”

David pulled Ash into his arms, his face dark, as he signed to me.

“Ash, I heard you were hospitalized. You’re treating her like this after she came to see you out of kindness?”

“Amy, why are you so vicious? You can be so cruel to your own cousin?!”