Chapter 1034: Chapter 1033
But Serena seemed afraid of her own softening heart, her demeanor frosty as she said, "Go get some fresh air."
"Rushing back to the manor to stash your phone away, huh?" Martin didn’t crouch in front of her as he used to when they talked. His tone was strange, tinged with a mix of sarcasm and disbelief.
Serena didn’t have time to ponder his words; all she wanted was to get out of there as quickly as possible.
"I told you, I’d give you anything, anything but that phone." Serena turned her face away, refusing to look at him, her expression resolute.
Martin, gazing at the face he once loved to the marrow, swallowed his sorrow and asked, "What about your life? Would you give that too?"
"Martin!" Serena, sensing his unreasonable turn, snapped back. "If Rosemary demanded my life, would you hand me over? Is my life so worthless to you? Would you trade my life for your mother’s and sister’s?"
"You just said you’d give anything but the phone." Disappointment and a chill seeped into Martin’s voice, realizing her words might have been hollow.
Yet, as if holding onto a thread of hope, he prodded, "The doctor said Mom won’t last two hours. Can you really bear to watch her die? Rosemary said she could save two lives as long as you give her the phone."
Serena, unaware that Rosemary was in the OR saving Florence, snapped impatiently, "Martin, can you not? I’ve said it a thousand times, it’s not happening. I’m not giving her the phone!"
Fitch, egging them on from the sidelines, retorted, "If it wasn’t for Martin saving you back then, you’d be six feet under! He’s sacrificed so much for you, faced utter betrayal, and you can’t hand over a lousy phone?"
"What do you know?" Serena had never liked Fitch, "If you’re so capable, you help!" As Serena stubbornly wheeled herself away, Martin finally let out a bitter, mocking laugh.
If Rosemary hadn’t come, would he have been left to sign the critical condition notice, helplessly watching his mother and sister die?
"Till tell you this, if it were you in there, Martin would trade his life for yours in a heartbeat. Before his last breath, he’d make sure everything’s set for you,someone to care for you, money to spend, a life of ease." Fitch’s words didn’t sway Serena, nor stir any semblance of conscience in her.
Serena, out of patience, maneuvered her wheelchair and was ready to leave. "Why did someone push my mom down the stairs?" Martin finally blurted out. Not just Serena, but everyone present was taken aback!
What?
Florence hadn’t jumped to her death?
The culprit was the person in the wheelchair?
"Why set up a car accident to kill my sister?" Martin’s eyes reddened.
Serena, her mind a whirlwind of chaos, seemed uneasy.
"Just because they opposed our relationship, you had to kill them’! Are you the Serena I knew?"
His voice was too loud, and as Serena raised her eyes, she saw his brimming with tears.
He seemed so disappointed in her, the emotion in his eyes mirroring that of Kenneth and Louisa back in the day. "What are you rambling about?" Serena staunchly denied it, though a part of her felt guilty.
"You think I’d make this up?" Tears fell from Martin’s eyes, and even at that moment, she continued to deflect.
"Do you have proof? Are you accusing me"
"Did you do it or not?" Martin’s eyes were icy steel as he pressed her, his voice rising. "Did you send someone to push my mom down the stairs to stage the car crash? Just tell me did you do it?"
His voice echoed down the corridor. Not only did Fitch hear it, but also the servants, the bodyguards,all of them heard it. "No!" Serena shouted back, equally loud.
She was a seasoned liar by now, her expression filled with anger and indignation, as if it was Martin forcing a confession from her and she was innocent.
Martin laughed, a sad, self-deprecating sound, and tears fell. "Knowing me as you do, do you think I’d ask these questions without solid evidence?"
Looking into her eyes, he asked with utter disappointment, "After everything, you still won’t tell the truth?"
"Who’s been feeding you these lies?" Serena gambled, convinced Martin was trying to trap her. Her eyes reddened as she insisted, "Do you believe strangers over me?"
Martin’s laugh was even more bitter. Before, he’d been fooled by that pitiful, wronged facade of hers. Mistakenly thinking she was pure, innocent.
"Let’s call off the engagement," Martin suddenly stated. "You really don’t belong in our family."
"What do you mean?" Serena’s face instantly turned sour.
They were speaking in the hospital corridor. Although the nurses and patients in other rooms were discreet enough not to eavesdrop, there were still several servants and bodyguards, and Fitch nearby, watching and listening to it all.
Martin didn’t care about her feelings at all, announcing the breakup in public. Where did that leave her dignity?
"What am I to you? Someone to get engaged or disengaged with at your whim? Have you ever considered my feelings?" Serena finally lashed out.
"And what about my feelings? Have you ever cared, ever? You knew my mother had a heart condition, yet you had someone push her down the stairs." Martin’s voice was laced with agony as he accused, "You caused a car accident trying to kill my sister. If it weren’t for her luck, would she even have a chance to be in there, fighting for her life? You caused an accident, implicating an innocent driver. This is murder,you tried to take three lives, just to vent your own frustrations, how can you be so cruel? Are you really Serena? I don’t even recognize you anymore."
Serena, watching Martin break down, felt a twinge of guilt and unease. Did he know everything? Who could have told him?
Stinger?
That’s impossible.
Even though Stinger had been out of touch for two days, he was fiercely loyal. There was no chance of him betraying her.
Then how did Martin find out? As long as Stinger didn’t confess, was there any evidence that could be traced back to her?
"You’re still wondering whether I have evidence, right?" Martin’s self-mockery reached its peak as he glared at her. "You don’t feel the slightest remorse for your murderous actions. All you think about is how to get away with it,how to deceive me, how to make me think you’re innocent!"
Serena’s complexion darkened.
"I finally understand why the Collins family kicked you out and why my grandfather was against your return to the family. It’s because you’re terrifying!"