Chapter 240
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But what did she do?
Not only did she coldly chase him out, but she also said hurtful words to him.
Liam was right, she treated him cruelly, but he had never complained before.
He put aside all his arrogance and humbly begged her forgiveness.
He says. 'Don't… let me hug you for a moment, just this once…"
Derek also said. 'Don't, I beg you…"
It was obvious that he was in so much pain that his breathing trembled, but he still greedily clung to her arms and refused to let go.
It was obvious that Derek was so seriously injured, why didn't he tell her?
Is it because you're afraid she'll feel guilty? Afraid she will terminate the labor contract because of this?
He's such an idiot.
Bertha curled up in the recliner, her emotions completely broken, her whole body in pain.
'Derek…'
Her throat was so hoarse that she couldn't make a clear sound, so she repeated silently.
'Before, you used to be jealous when I treated Bruno gently. From now on, I will only be gentle with you, okay? Can you hear?'
She locked herself in Derek's room, not eating or sleeping for three days.
No matter how Tommy knocked on her door or advised her, she didn't care.
How could she endure such torment?
Tommy and the other bodyguards were very worried, but they didn't know what to do so they called Venn.
Venn forcefully kicked open the door to the room on the second floor, but inside it was empty, and there was the sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
He went to the bathroom, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw empty bottles littered all over the ground, they were all white wine with high concentration.
Since when did she drink alcohol on the counter? Why didn't the bodyguards know?
Finally, Venn's eyes stopped on that slender figure.
Bertha was leaning against the wall in the shower, still wearing the black dress she'd attended that day's funeral. Her whole body was wet, her eyes were swollen, and it was obvious that she had cried until she was dry. Her small face was red but very haggard.
Why is she this drunk?
He knew his sister's ability to drink alcohol, she had never been drunk before.
Venn was so heartbroken that his eyes turned red. He walked over and hugged her. Only then did he realize that her whole body was hot.
Is she running a fever?
'Bertha?"
He gently patted Bertha's cheek, intending to carry her out.
Bertha woke up.
She felt like she was lying in spacious arms, and she unconsciously grabbed the man's sleeve. Her hazy eyes suddenly saw a familiar face.
'Derek, is that you? You're not dead yet, right? Are you cheating on me again?"
Venn's heart ached, he spoke to comfort her. 'Bertha, I'm not Derek, I'm your third brother."
Not Derek?
She rubbed her eyes, her vision gradually becoming clearer.
After seeing Venn clearly, her tears flowed again and she burst into tears.
'Third brother. He's dead. He died because of me. He was seriously injured but still wanted to risk his life for me. And I hurt him over and over again. It's all my fault, I hurt him. What should I do? How should I repay him..."
Venn saw that she was crying so pitifully, he also shed tears along with her and hugged her tightly in his arms.
'Kid, please calm down a bit, this is not your fault. So you don't need to take all the responsibility for yourself, because you don't know everything. If you continue to torture yourself like this, your body will not be able to handle it."
Bertha clutched his sleeve, her mind filled with the nightmare of the day before the incident.
It was Derek's entire body covered in blood, his appearance kneeling in despair in a sea of flames.
She didn't hear anything Venn said at all, and she couldn't hold back her tears.
'Third brother, I always thought that he wanted to kill me when he hijacked the plane. So, of course, I hated and tortured him, I refused to listen to any of Derek's explanations. The hurt he caused me before was only cold and sarcastic. But I abused his body. It's all my fault, I hurt him, it's me..."
Venn lifted her tear-stained face and gently reminded her in her ear over and over again.
'No, you're not wrong, you didn't hurt him either. This was his choice, he died, but you still need to continue living, you don't make yourself miserable anymore."
'But, third brother…"
She curled up in Venn's arms, crying at the top of her voice.
'I also wanted to numb myself, I drank a lot of alcohol, and tried to forget these things. But I couldn't do it. The more I drank, the more alert I became. My mind was filled with the image of him being injured and bleeding, I..."
She cried until she was suffocated, suddenly her breathing became heavy, her consciousness could not be controlled and she fainted on the spot.
'Bertha!"
Venn was scared, he quickly told Tommy to go get a doctor at the house, and then he carried her out of the bathroom, taking her back to the room on the third floor.
Because there were only men here, they couldn't change Bertha's clothes or clean her body. Therefore, Venn told Tyrone to drive to bring Aunt Jinna here.
The whole group of people surrounded the comatose Bertha for a day and a night, they were in such a hurry that their feet did not touch the ground.
After the doctor arrived, he gave her a fever-reducing injection, but Bertha's body was too weak. Her stomach was empty, but she drank highly concentrated white wine for three consecutive days. Her stomach was about to burn. The doctor injected two large bottles of nutrition, and her face gradually recovered a little.
