The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 288

But, in any case, it was a miracle, an unbelievable miracle!

After a round of examinations and prescribing the medicine, the doctor suggested that she needed IV fluids. She wanted to take it back to the mansion, and the doctor agreed.

Accompanied by the doctor and nurse, she returned to her mansion in a wheelchair. After the IV solution was hooked at the stand, the doctor left, leaving only the nurse.

She was the only person in such a big mansion, and her husband was in the hospital with his lover...

Did she hate him?

At this moment, she no longer hated him. He should b e accompanying the woman he loved, and she was just a stranger.

Their marriage was just a deal from the start. She did not abide by the terms of the deal and sank deeper and deeper into the whirlpool of love.

He did not love her. He had a woman he truly loved...

So, let it be over. Either way, it was over.

She sat there writing, and then paused for a moment,

and then continued writing. It was a process of pain, numbness, and sadness. It took her some time, and with some struggle, to write out the divorce papers...

The entire house was very quiet. Only her breath echoed softly and faintly in the room.

Her eyes swept over the five words. For an instant she felt as if her body had been pricked with needles. It hurt.

In fact, such searing pain was not a bad thing. As long as it hurt, and she could feel the pain, then, the wound would eventually heal someday.

But if they did not divorce and kept going like this, it would be like a fish bone stuck in the throat. One that you could not swallow, yet could not spit out either, suffering forever without an end to it.

Now all that was left was his signature.

Since he would not return to the mansion, she went to the hospital...

At the hospital, in the ward

Raine was out of danger, but for the scars on her face and on her body, there was no way to remove them.

This morning, Raine looked in the mirror and saw the right side of her face covered in bruises and wounds, which did not look anything like her old self.

After coming out from the toilet, she sat quietly on the bed without saying a word, unusually silent.

The voices of some nurses talking drifted into her ears. "Look how beautiful the left side of her face is. How did the right side get ruined like that?"