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David’s eyes widened, rooted to the spot.
“She can hear again?! When did this happen?!”
The doctor on the other end sounded puzzled. “Didn’t she tell you? It happened three days ago.”
David’s heart nearly stopped. He couldn’t believe what he had done.
Three days ago, in his study, he had been speaking with the doctor, thinking I couldn’t hear, and hadn’t lowered his voice. That night, after drinking, he had returned home and, in a moment of intimacy, opened the audio and confessed his love to Ash right in front of me, even lying to Ash about the bracelet not belonging to my mother.
Tears flowed from his eyes, flooding his heart with unbearable pain. He kept shouting my name over and over.
Ash came over, pouting.
“What’s your cousin making a fuss about now? What can a deaf girl even do? She’s probably just putting on a show for us again!”
“David, are you really in love with that deaf girl now? You haven’t even looked for me lately?”
David glared coldly at Ash.
She used to seem so cute to him, but now, every glance was filled with disgust.
He had always thought Ash was the victim, but now he saw her for what she truly was—the most poisonous one.
He grabbed her by the throat, warning her.
“Is that what you call her—a deaf bitch? Amy’s hearing loss was temporary, and she’s already better. If I hear you call her that again, I’ll cut your tongue out!”
Ash was thrown to the ground, stunned by his sudden change in attitude. She had never expected David to speak to her in such a hateful tone.
“David, have you mistaken me for someone else? I’m Ash! Not Amy, I’m the one you love!”
David’s gaze fell on her wrist, where the relic from my mother had once been.
He sneered.
“The one I love? Ash, have you forgotten? You’re already married. My wife is Amy. Who else could I love if not her?”
“Don’t think I don’t know the dirty tricks you’ve been pulling behind my back! You pretended to be a victim all those years ago, telling me that Amy’s father took what should’ve belonged to your father. But wasn’t the truth that your father was just a gambler, which is why your grandfather didn’t give him the inheritance?”
“You had the audacity to lie to me all these years and then provoke Amy, telling her the truth about her mother’s death. You disgusting woman!”
It wasn’t until I left that David truly saw Ash’s nature.
He had the hospital room’s surveillance footage checked and clearly heard those cruel words from Ash’s mouth. That’s when he realized she was nothing but a venomous snake.
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