I Saved His Life, So I Dumped Him

Chapter 2

Another suicide attempt.

I'd lost count of how many times Alessia had pulled this stunt.

Just like in my past life, the young girl always liked to use this trick to get attention.

Damien's face changed in an instant, and he rushed out the door the next second.

I let out a scoff and followed him to the second-floor ward.

By the window, Alessia's face was pale, her figure thin and delicate. She was wrapped in Damien's coat.

From the crime scene earlier, Damien had carried her into the police car the moment they'd left.

That's when it hit me.

When the drug dealer had shot at Damien, Alessia had been standing right there, but she hadn't said a word.

It wasn't until both drug dealers had run away that she'd thrown herself into Damien's arms crying, then suddenly fainted.

When she saw me walk in, Alessia's expression shifted slightly, and her emotions grew even more intense.

"I know Corinne saved you from that bullet, and you said you'd grant her any wish. You've been together for ten years... she's always waited to marry you. So this time, you'll definitely say yes to her, won't you?

"But Damien, I'm an orphan. I'm just a stray dog no one wants. Only you gave me a home, and you saved me from those drug dealers. The thought of losing you makes me want to die!"

Tears streamed down her red eyes as a sharp blade pressed against her slender wrist. It looked like one wrong move would leave blood all over the floor.

"Put the knife down first! Alessia, I can explain all this to you." Damien's face turned white with fear, his voice filled with tenderness.

It was almost laughable.

Alessia seemed to have some kind of magic over him. From the moment he'd saved her the first time they'd met, Damien had been unable to stop feeling sorry for the homeless orphan.

He'd given her a secondary bank card so she'd never have to worry about food or clothes. He'd let her move into his house, saying he wanted to give her the warmth of a home. No matter when, if Alessia blinked back tears, Damien would rush to her side immediately.

Even when I'd gotten into a car crash and almost died on the highway, he'd been too busy comforting Alessia after a nightmare to care.

When he'd picked up my call, all he'd done was yell.

"If you have an accident, call the police! What good is calling me? Crying like someone has died, you're so dramatic."

At that moment, it felt like a thousand arrows had pierced my heart.

Damien's mind was filled with the poor, innocent eighteen-year-old Alessia Rose. He'd completely forgotten that I, his twenty-nine-year-old fiancée, had also come from a foster home.

In fact, he'd been the one to confess his love to me first, pulling me into this game of love.

And now, it was clear he wanted to leave early.

In my past life, my unwillingness and jealousy had led to my total downfall.

Now that I'd been given a second chance, I wanted nothing more to do with a man like him.