Chapter 4

She slapped a bill onto my chest, "The celebration bill, a total of one hundred and ten thousand dollars. You pay me back immediately. Do you know how humiliated I was to scrape together that money to pay it?"

"You're my husband, half of your money is mine. What right do you have to stop me from using it?"

"I stuck by your side through thick and thin; how can you treat me like this? Where's your conscience?"

I let the bill fall to the ground, looking at her, "I told you I want a divorce. Didn't you hear me clearly? The divorce papers have already been sent to your address."

She looked at me disdainfully, "Playing games? Do you think that will scare me? Liam, don't say things you don't mean. You said no matter what I did, you would never leave me."

"You'll keep your word, won't you?"

I looked at her with utter disappointment, "So, you felt you could do whatever you please? Scarlett, how did my eye go blind? Can you tell me?"

Scarlett turned her head away, "Your eye was severely injured in the car accident; that's how you went blind."

I said softly, "Is that so? But why did I hear that my cornea was forcibly removed and donated to Dylan?"

"And the person who signed the consent was you, Scarlett. You deliberately took my cornea and gave it to Dylan. You are the reason I can no longer see."

"The doctor said his eyes could have recovered. Why would you do this to me!"

Scarlett suddenly became agitated, "What do you mean 'could recover'? That would take two years! Dylan couldn't wait that long."

"He's in his prime right now. You couldn't win the competition anyway, so it was better to donate your cornea to him. See, it proves my decision was right, he won the competition."

"I promise you, even if you're blind, I'll still be by your side, I won't leave you. I'll spend my entire life making it up to you."

I laughed mockingly, "Not leave me? Aren't you staying because you need my money to support your family and Dylan?"

"Without me, where would you get the money to buy all those luxury goods for your precious Dylan?"

Scarlett's face flushed crimson. She shouted, "When did I ever use your money to buy Dylan luxury goods? I used my own salary!"

"Besides, I treat Dylan like my own brother. What's wrong with buying my brother a few things?"

"As his brother-in--aw, shouldn't you buy him something too?"

I laughed in exasperation, "Scarlett, you know in your heart whether you really treat him as a brother. No one goes this far for a brother."

"No matter what you say, I won't spend another cent on you or your 'good brother'." With that, I turned and walked away.

Scarlett yelled behind me, "Liam, who else will want you now? You'll regret this!"

I ignored her. Before leaving her, I had many things to do.

The first thing I did was go to the shooting club and process my withdrawal from training.

As I left the club, I ran into media interviewing Dylan. He was surrounded by reporters and various streamers and influencers chasing trending topics.

"What do you have to say about winning the gold medal this time?"

Dylan's face softened as he looked at Scarlett by his side, "This time, I especially want to thank someone who has always been by my side - my best sister, my best confidante, Scarlett."

"She's also a doctor at the Central Hospital. I was in a car accident before the competition, and she saved me. She selflessly allowed me to regain my sight."

The reporters murmured with admiration, microphones pointed at Scarlett, "Dr. Scarlett, we also heard that your husband went blind in the car accident. He's also a marksman, isn't he?"

Scarlett's face showed a hint of sadness, "Yes, I'm very upset about it. I've been staying by his side, taking care of him, hoping for his swift recovery."

"Although his scores are far worse than Dylan's, he's still heartbroken about losing the chance to compete. I hope everyone won't bother him."

A reporter asked, "Excuse me, was your husband's eye blinded in the car accident? Since Dylan had the opportunity for a cornea transplant, Dr. Scarlett, why didn't you keep that opportunity for your husband?"

Scarlett's face turned grim. She stammered awkwardly, unsure how to respond.

"Because, Dylan's cornea, is mine."