Lindsey had a very long dream.
In her dream, Stephanie hadn't yet returned to the country. She and Jacob were still a couple deeply in love. He would take her to hang out with his friends, proudly showing her off like she was his entire world.
Jacob would also accompany her to visit Jenny at the hospital. He tried his best to win her mother's favor and cautiously hoped that Jenny would acknowledge him as her son-in-law.
He had done so much for her and given her countless memories of heart-pounding moments. Lindsey truly believed they would have a future together.
Her dream was finally shattered when she was abruptly woken up by a bucket of ice-cold water dumped over her head. Her thin clothes were completely soaked, and a cold gust of wind pierced her body with unbearable pain.
Jacob sat in a chair and looked down at her with a cold gaze. "You should be grateful that Grandpa pulled through. Otherwise, you would've lost your life on the operating table. However, you're going to stay here to reflect on your actions until he wakes up. Be ready to donate blood at any time."
A loud explosion went off in Lindsey's mind, and goosebumps appeared all over her body.
This solitary chamber was where Jacob dealt with his enemies. Countless lives had ended in this place. It hadn't seen daylight in years, and the air in the space itself reeked of blood.
Once, Lindsey had asked teasingly, "If we ever become enemies in the future, would you lock me in here and torture me too?"
Back then, Jacob had promised her with conviction. "No, that would never happen to us."
But now, he had personally thrown her into this abyss full of bones because of a lie riddled with holes!
Lindsey was utterly heartbroken. She felt as if her heart was being cut open bit by bit with a blunt knife.
She looked up at Jacob and spoke clearly in defense of herself, "I did not push Mr. Whitaker Senior down the stairs. I'm innocent, and I won't reflect on something I never did."
She scrambled to get up, but her whole body felt like it was falling apart. She simply couldn't stand on her feet.
Jacob let out a cold laugh. "Lindsey, you've perfectly mastered the act of playing innocent, but I'll never believe a word you say ever again!"
With that, he turned and left.
The lights in the room went out completely. Lindsey was plunged into the pitch-black darkness, thick with the stench of blood.
A suffocating fear engulfed her. She broke down and screamed at the top of her lungs. It wasn't until her voice had turned hoarse that the door to the solitary chamber was flung open.
Stephanie gave Lindsey a condescending look and spat with contempt, "You hussy! If it weren't for the fact that your face resembles mine, Jacob wouldn't spare you a second glance! But it doesn't matter. As long as I ruin this face of yours, you won't be able to seduce him ever again!"
Stephanie approached menacingly with a knife. Her eyes were filled with jealous rage and madness. She slashed the blade toward Lindsey's face.
Lindsey's survival instincts kicked in, and her eyes turned bloodshot. Instinctively, she raised her hand to block the attack. However, the pain she expected never came.
Suddenly, a thunderous roar came from the doorway. "Lindsey!"
A second later, Lindsey was shoved to the floor by brute force, and her forehead slammed into a corner of the wall. What was worse, she fell directly onto a pile of bones. The crunch of bones cracking under her weight made her scalp tingle, and she screamed in fear.
But what truly shocked her was that Stephanie actually stabbed the knife into her own left shoulder. She collapsed into a pool of blood. "Lindsey, I came to save you… but you tried to kill me…"
Lindsey panicked. She wanted to explain to Jacob that she didn't hurt Stephanie. However, Jacob was more panicked than she was.
He carried Stephanie, who was covered with blood, in his arms and rushed to the hospital. Then, he gathered the most experienced doctors for Stephanie's surgery.
His white shirt was stained with blood, his arm was bleeding from scraping against a rusty metal door, and his eyes were bloodshot. Jacob looked frantic, vulnerable, and on the verge of breaking down.
He even yelled angrily at his friends who came to console him.
"Get lost!"
Finally, Jacob fell to his knees in front of the hospital window and prayed to the skies with reverence, "If Stephie dies, I won't live either!"
This was a side of Jacob that Lindsey had never seen.
The doors to the operating room suddenly burst open, and a nurse rushed out in a hurry. "The patient is experiencing massive blood loss, but the hospital blood bank is running low…"
Jacob rolled up his sleeves without hesitation. "Take my blood! I have the same blood type as Stephie. I can save her!"
Jacob's friends were shocked and tried to stop him. "Jake, have you gone mad? She's just a woman. No matter how much you love her, she's not worth you going this far!"
However, Jacob's eyes were terrifyingly cold. "Stephie is the love of my life, and she's my everything! Without her, I can't go on living!"
The surgery lasted for a whole day and night. Stephanie finally made it through. Although Jacob had lost a dangerous amount of blood, he was overjoyed with the results.
He cleared out the entire hospital and called in all the doctors to serve Stephanie alone. He also never took one step away from her bedside.
Everyone was praising the greatness of their love, but Lindsey couldn't help remembering the terrible state Jenny was in before she died. It turned out that Jacob had the final say over someone's life and death.
How ironic was it?
