Chapter 165
Martin's footsteps stopped dead in their tracks. He turned around and looked at Mia sobbing uncontrollably on the hospital bed, "Victoria didn't mean it."
"She's the one who tricked me into going there! She's the one who cut me up like this with a knife! She's taking advantage of your love for her, taking advantage of the fact that there's no surveillance, no evidence!" Mia cried so hard she could barely catch her breath.
Martin pressed his lips together, "I'll apologize to her on your behalf. She's been spoiled by her family since childhood, so she's bound to be a bit willful."
"Martin, are you really going to protect her like this? Your favoritism is just too cruel! Why should you apologize for her? The person who's been best to you is me, not her! The person who supported you financially is me, not Victoria! You always said you'd repay me, you'd be good to me, you'd marry me, but you've already broken your word! I just want her to apologize to me. Just one simple verbal apology. Is that really so difficult?"
Mia said tearfully, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.
At that moment, the hospital room door opened.
Terry, who had come to make rounds, saw how agitated Mia was and quickly tried to calm her, "Ms. Wilson, you can't get this worked up! You're already showing signs of depression. If you keep getting this agitated, the consequences will be serious!"
"Martin, I just want her to apologize to me. Is that too much to ask?" Mia clenched her fists, pounding on the white bedding, crying, "What did I do wrong? What did I do wrong? I just want an apology, just a verbal apology. Won't you even agree to that?"
Of course, Martin didn't want to agree.
Victoria was his wife. Even if she did something wrong, only he had the right to scold her.
She shouldn't have to bow her head or apologize to anyone else.
Martin's facial expression grew colder, his features harder.
Terry looked at Martin and urged, "Mr. Collins, the patient's emotional state is more important. Just agree to it. Depression is no joke."
Martin's lips pressed even tighter.
Yes, Mia had done him favors.
The favor of financial support, the favor of recognition.
Without Mia, he wouldn't be where he is today.
Back when his parents died tragically, and he had just arrived at the orphanage, he was bullied.
Mia saved him twice. The first time was when he was surrounded by a gang of thugs in a field in the suburbs, who shit and pissed on him.
Mia appeared and saved him!
But he was determined to die, so he didn't even talk to her.
The second time, Mia found him at the orphanage and, to everyone's envy, brought him supplies and cotton clothes.
But he only said a cold "thank you."
Mia was the kindest person in the world. Maybe to others, Mia wasn't so nice, but to him, she was the best person ever.
She learned his story and offered to help him get revenge.
She gave him five million dollars and celebrated his birthday every year.
In Martin's eyes, she was his angel.
He even promised to marry Mia to repay her kindness.
She had waited for him all these years without complaint.
It could be said that without Mia's introduction, he wouldn't have met Victoria so smoothly, and she wouldn't have molded him into the type Victoria liked, making Victoria fall for him.
In this matter, Victoria was the one who did wrong.
Mia only asked for an apology, just a verbal apology. What was unreasonable about that?
Compared to Victoria's pride and dignity, what Mia lost was her appearance and bone-deep pain!
Thinking this, the ice in Martin's eyes gradually melted, "Fine. But you need to know when to stop. You can't make things difficult for her anymore, and you can't make things difficult for yourself. I'll get you the best medical team to restore your appearance as much as possible."
"Okay. I just want an apology."
Seeing how protective he was, Mia felt so jealous that she wanted to kill someone.
But on the surface, she still looked weak and pitiful.
As soon as Martin left, she smiled wickedly, thinking to herself.
Martin thought, 'Dream on. You want Victoria to come back and apologize to me? She can apologize to me in hell! Victoria has already been washed away by the lake. Maybe her body is already rotting by now. Want her to come back? Dream on. And I will retreat to advance, using your guilt to occupy your heart bit by bit, your person. Whether it's you or the Gonzalez family, everything will fall into my hands.'
Thinking this, Mia felt incredibly pleased.
Martin left the hospital and drove again to the hospital where Hayden was.
He had just walked into the room.
He heard Aria constantly wiping away tears, crying while making a phone call, but clearly, the call wasn't going through.
"What? You still can't reach her?" Martin felt inexplicably angry.
Aria hung up the phone, looked up with tears in her eyes, biting her teeth, "Martin, you're mad at Victoria, so why are you taking it out on Hayden? You even widely reported that Hayden died and set up a memorial hall for him! Aren't you cursing him to death?"
"You even cut off his medication. Do you know that today the nurse said that if he doesn't get his medicine, he really won't make it! Hayden will really die!"
Facing Aria's tearful scolding, Martin's face turned frighteningly cold, "If he dies, he dies. Victoria doesn't care about him anymore, so why do you?"
"Beast! You beast! I'll fight you!" Aria was so angry that she rushed forward and raised her palm to slap Martin.
Just as the slap was about to land on Martin's face, he suddenly grabbed her wrist, "I don't hit women, but if you dare speak disrespectfully again, I won't be polite! If it weren't for Victoria, do you think you and Hayden would still be alive?"
Martin suddenly released his grip.
Aria stumbled and collapsed to the floor.
Aria's nose stung, and she broke down crying, "Martin, look at yourself now! You're just a wolf in human skin! Victoria, meeting you was the worst luck! People like you will get what's coming to you! Just wait and see, your punishment will be a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than mine, than Victoria's, than the Gonzalez family's!"
"Instead of cursing me, you'd be better off spending your energy getting Victoria to show up, don't you think? Whether I get what's coming to me, I don't know, but if she's run away, you and Hayden, and the Gonzalez family will definitely get yours!" Martin smiled coldly, didn't even glance at Aria, and turned to leave the room.
He never believed in karma, but Aria's curse would come true in the not-too-distant future.
All the pain and hatred Martin inflicted on Victoria would be played out on him, and only then would he realize how much pain and despair Victoria had endured.
But people always hold onto false hope, and only when they truly experience it do they believe in karma, in fate.
And Martin and Victoria were destined to torture each other, impossible to change, unable to change!