Chapter 297 - 295: Are You Satisfied Now?【5 Updates】
When she left, she instructed the nurses at the station to frequently check on the ward and call her immediately if anything happened.
After Sister Taylor left, Liam Spencer’s emotions finally broke down. His eyes were bloodshot, and he glared at Maya Spencer, gritting his teeth as he said, "Maya Spencer, do you think you can escape everything by dying? I’ll make your life worse than death."
Facing Maya, Liam had an indescribable mix of love and hate. He loved the aloof, playful, and mischievous her, but deeply hated the part of her that loved Lillian Morris.
Liam had never realized how painful it was to love someone. If it was like this, he’d rather never have loved Maya at all. But how could he retrieve the heart he had already given to her?
Liam was so proud and aloof that people always revolved around him. He never needed to humble himself to beg for affection.
However, people are naturally inclined to desire what they cannot obtain.
In the ward, Liam stood by the bedside, maintaining a distance of more than a meter from Maya. He looked down at her unconscious form, his heart aching so much it had gone numb.
His heart hurt so much that tears welled up in his eyes, but he fought hard to keep them from falling.
He refused to shed tears for Maya, refused to shed tears for her suicide over another man. To him, such a Maya didn’t deserve any of his emotions, at least that was what he believed.
Maya’s suicide because of Lillian would forever be an indelible scar in Liam’s heart. Every time he saw her, it would remind him of how much of a failure he was.
This sense of failure was something Liam couldn’t bear, nor was he willing to.
Despite everything, he still didn’t turn and leave. He continued to stay in the ward, watching over her, hating her for what she did, infuriated, unwilling to resign, but unwilling to give up.
Until eight in the morning, when Sister Taylor returned to the ward, Liam was still standing by the bed.
Seeing Sister Taylor arriving alone, Liam’s expression turned visibly displeased as he asked, "Where is Aron Hanson?"
"Third young master, our young master caught a flight last night for a business trip, and he’s currently on his way back," Sister Taylor explained timidly.
When she saw that Liam wasn’t speaking, she continued, "A few days ago, after you left home, Miss was in a bad mood. One day, I even saw her coming back in tears. I was afraid she had fought with you and might think extreme thoughts, so I installed surveillance in her bedroom. It wasn’t until yesterday, when her mood seemed stable, that I removed it. I didn’t expect something like this to happen last night."
Listening to Sister Taylor’s explanation, Liam sneered dismissively. "Ha! Fighting with me, in a bad mood, unable to think straight, when did I ever hold such weight in Maya’s heart? It’s truly laughable."
After laughing, his focus suddenly shifted to the surveillance.
Generally, when people quarrel and feel bad, nobody in the household would suspect her of suicide! Why would Sister Taylor think of Maya as so fragile? Why would there be a need to install surveillance in her room? Could it be that Maya had suicidal tendencies before?
With this thought, Liam’s gaze became sharper. He stared directly at Sister Taylor and asked, "Sister Taylor, Maya was just in a bad mood. You didn’t need to install surveillance in her room. Are you hiding something about Maya from me?"
Hearing Liam’s question, Sister Taylor repeatedly waved her hand in denial, "Third young master, you’re overthinking. The young master loves Miss dearly. If anything happened to her, none of us could bear the responsibility. So we had to keep a close watch. Even if she sneezed, the entire villa would get a thorough sanitization, let alone when she cried."
Even though Sister Taylor’s explanation was flawless, Liam still detected distrust in her evasive eyes.
A few days ago, he had instructed Elijah Reed to investigate Maya’s life abroad, especially regarding her health, but nothing was found, which piqued his curiosity even more.
Seeing that no clues could be gathered from Sister Taylor, Liam stopped pursuing the matter.
At this point, Sister Taylor suddenly stepped forward and handed a piece of paper from her pocket to Liam, saying, "Third young master, this was found on Miss’s desk. It seems to be a suicide note."
When Sister Taylor mentioned the words ’suicide note,’ her voice was particularly low, afraid of triggering someone’s nerves.
Liam took the ’suicide note’ from Sister Taylor, glancing at her eyes, seemingly hoping to glean some clues from them.
However, Sister Taylor simply avoided his gaze and said, "Third young master, I’ll go and ask the doctors about her condition, and I’ll trouble you to look after Miss."
"Hmm!" Liam replied indifferently, understanding that Sister Taylor was giving him a chance to read Maya’s note privately.
After Sister Taylor left, Liam slowly unfolded the so-called ’suicide note,’ which simply read, "Liam Spencer, are you satisfied with this outcome?"
Staring at the girl’s delicate but resentful handwriting, Liam clenched his fists so tightly that his eyes turned red with rage, wishing he could drag Maya out of the bed.
He hadn’t expected her to choose such an extreme method to stop his pursuit of Lillian. Witnessing her deep affection for Lillian, Liam couldn’t stand it, and in a burst of anger, he suddenly approached the bed, bent down, grabbed Maya’s collar, and said hatefully, "Maya Spencer, I will make you suffer even more."
His warning had no effect on the unconscious Maya. Her small face remained pale, her eyes still unopen.
Looking at her pale face and thinking about her deep feelings for Lillian, Liam’s tears, which he had held back all night, finally fell on her face.
Staring at the girl’s quiet demeanor, he said weakly, "Why can’t you just give me a little bit of your affection? Just a little bit, is that too much?"
Liam’s helplessness was unknown to anyone. If he could, he truly wanted to smother her with a pillow, so he wouldn’t have to watch her love someone else.
Half an hour later, Christopher Scott, Ella Turner, and Henry Reid, among others, came one after another to visit. Finally, Lillian Morris and Jane Spencer arrived together.
At the moment he saw Lillian, Liam’s breath stopped. He wanted to fight fiercely with Lillian to vent his emotions, but to conceal Maya’s feelings for him, he did nothing. He didn’t tear that layer of paper publicly, not giving them any chance.
In the ward, Liam continued to guard Maya until two in the morning, when Maya’s eyes slowly opened.
The moment she opened her eyes, she felt the faint light of the room sting her eyes.
Taking a deep breath, when she opened her eyes again, looking at the surroundings, it felt like she had fallen into an ice cave because she had not succeeded in dying.
Suddenly, she became desperate, asking herself why she hadn’t died. If she didn’t, what would happen to Lillian? What would happen to the Morris Clan Group? How could she quell Liam’s anger?
Thinking about facing the pain she caused Lillian in the future, Maya’s eyes immediately turned red, and tears instantly streamed down her face.
Sitting beside her, Liam watched the tears at the corner of her eyes, gritting his teeth in anger, and then raised his right foot to kick the hospital bed hard.