Chapter 4
Quintus glanced at me before continuing, “I’ve already pulled some strings to swap the medical records. No one will ever find out.”
Thinking I was reluctant, Quintus softened his tone. “I know you’ve always wanted a child. Once you recover, we’ll have one. You also know my company is about to go public and needs this publicity. Nessa is a public figure, and with her involved, the buzz will be even bigger. If we handle this right, it’ll be beneficial for both of us.”
I let out a cold laugh. Even now, Quintus was only thinking about Vanessa and himself. Not once had he ever truly cared about me.
Without hesitation, I nodded. “Fine.”
He let out a sigh of relief and grasped my hand with a look of affection. “That’s right. We are a team. If I do well, so will you. Now, get some rest. I’ll check on you later.”
Ironically, until the morning of the day after tomorrow, Quintus never came to see me.
After asking around, I learned that the interview he mentioned was in the hospital’s conference room.
I checked the time and dragged my not fully healed body over there.
By the time I arrived, the reporters had already filled the venue, and the place was packed.
Through the crowd, I immediately spotted Quintus and Vanessa.
Quintus stood beside her wheelchair, looking at her with tender concern, while Vanessa had dressed herself to appear more gravely injured than she actually was. They held hands, playing the role of a devoted couple perfectly.
A reporter turned to Vanessa and asked, “Who do you want to thank the most for surviving this disaster?”
Vanessa gave a weak but radiant smile. “I want to thank the doctors who saved my life. Without them, my baby and I wouldn’t be here today.”
She paused, then looked up at Quintus with soft admiration. “And I want to thank my love. He never left my side, even in the face of life and death. His support gave me the strength to hold on.”
