Carla’s POV
“Don Alexander, Lady Carla has just arrived. Someone poisoned her dextrose, and she almost died. If it weren't for the nurses saving her, she wouldn't have made it. I quickly moved her to a different location to keep her safe, away from whoever was trying to kill her.”
Suddenly, Alexander’s attention shifted to Nathan, and his face twisted in anger.
His eyes narrowed, and he let go of me.
I collapsed onto the floor, feeling weak and drained, but I refused to give in.
Alexander approached Nathan, but Nathan didn’t back down. In fact, he stood taller, meeting Alexander’s gaze with a challenge.
“Are you challenging me, you motherfucker? Do you have any idea what I could do to you, or your family? I could kill you if I wanted to.”
“Alexander, that’s enough!” I managed to say. I forced myself to stand, despite feeling so weak. I shot a harsh look at him.
“You’re not the only one who’s lost a child. You should be grateful I came back. Please, enough already.”
“Who said you could talk to me like that?” He turned toward me, and to my surprise, he grabbed my hand and pulled me inside the mansion. The servants and other staff had no choice but to watch in silence, powerless as Alexander dragged me.
As soon as we reached our bedroom, he pushed me onto the bed and locked the door behind him. He turned to face me.
“You were gone for weeks,” he said, his voice cold. “And now you come back, acting like you’re fine. Where did Nathan take you? What did he do to you?!” He was demanding an answer, but I couldn’t speak.
He crossed the room in a few steps and grabbed me by the arm. “Fucking answer me.”
I could feel his rage building. This was Alexander—always quick to lose his temper. He had no patience, never did. But I had always been the one to put up with him because I loved him. But now, it was becoming impossible to ignore the fact that he had been cheating on me, accusing me of doing the same.
“He saved my life! He took me out of that hospital, where someone was trying to kill me! Are you not concerned about that?!”
My heart was racing, and for the first time in a while, I wasn’t afraid to stand up to him.
His eyes were cold, and the look on his face was enough to send chills down my spine. It was like I had no choice but to accept whatever he wanted to do.
“Stay fucking there. Don’t do anything stupid without my consent. I’ll lock you up here for the rest of your life. Or else, I’ll kill Nathan, that butler that’s always sticking by your side.”
Just like that, he was gone.
Despite feeling completely drained, I fought to hold back my tears. I refused to let him see me break down. I pushed myself, telling myself that I couldn’t let him win this time.
With a deep breath, I stood up and made my way out of the room since I have hidden keys here in our room in case things like this happens.
I needed to find the safe. The place where the money was hidden. If I had any chance of escaping this country, if I was going to get away from him, I needed to get my hands on his wealth. It was the only way.
As I was heading toward the safe, Nathan approached me. “Are we going through with the plan, Lady Carla?” he asked, his voice low but steady.
“Yes,” I replied firmly, “Have you prepared the car?” I asked.
“Yes, Lady Carla. I’ll be the one driving,” Nathan confirmed.
I nodded, signaling him to go ahead and prepare everything. He left, and I immediately put my plan into motion. I sneaked back into the mansion, making sure nobody noticed me. I was the only one who knew the pass code to the safe, and I wasn’t about to let that slip.
When I got to the safe, I was relieved to find no one else around. Alexander wasn’t there either, and I had no idea where he had gone. With steady hands, I entered the pass code and opened the safe. My heart raced as I grabbed a significant amount of money and stuffed it into my bag.
Just as I was about to finish, Nathan suddenly appeared beside me. “Lady Carla, we need to go. The bomb is about to go off.”
I quickly followed him. He led me out of the mansion and into the car, urging me to hurry. As we reached the designated spot, we heard a loud explosion.
The bomb had detonated, just as planned.
I made sure that Nathan had left behind enough evidence to cover our tracks.
“We’re under attack!” The soldiers' screams echoed through the mansion as they rushed inside. We did what we could to avoid them, hiding as best as we could.
Finally, we reached the car. I quickly loaded all the money I’d taken into the vehicle. Nathan stepped on the gas pedal, and we sped away from the chaos.
I glanced back at the mansion one last time, a cold, final feeling washing over me.
Alex doesn’t know I left a fake body…to make him regret everything he did to me.
“See you never, Alex,” I whispered to myself. The mansion that had once been my home was now nothing more than a distant memory.
