Chapter 6 Chapter 6 In the VIP lounge, Helen threw herself into David's arms, lifting her alluring face to kiss his lips. "Darling, I've missed you so much, just let me kiss you for a while." David wrapped one arm around her waist, pressing his other hand against the back of her head as he responded passionately, the room's temperature seeming to spike instantly. After a long while, Helen pushed David away with flushed cheeks, breathing heavily. "Alright, you should go back to Lisa now." "Willing to let me go?" David's eyes had darkened with desire as he traced Helen's swollen lips with his thumb. Helen lowered her gaze. "No, but I don't want Lisa to be upset. Because of me, she's not answering your calls. I can wait... for you to spend time with her before coming to me." "Your thoughtfulness breaks my heart. I can't bear to leave you either. Be good, listen to me-don't think about anyone else right now. Just enjoy what your man's giving you." David kissed her lips again, trailing down to her neck and chest. Soft moans escaped Helen as her nails dug into David's back. "David, not there... I can't take it." "Little minx, isn't this exactly how you love it?" The passionate scene froze Lisa where she stood, icy dread flooding her veins. She bit down hard on her hand to stifle sobs, believing herself numb to heartbreak-yet witnessing this remained utterly heart-wrenching. David had betrayed her completely, soul and body. Acid burned her throat as nausea overwhelmed her. Covering her mouth, she fled to the restroom, retching violently while sharp pains twinged through her lower abdomen. Cradling her stomach through blurred vision, tears fell freely. I'm sorry, little one. For showing you such an ugly side of your father. Forgive me for not bringing you into this world. Pale and unsteady, Lisa emerged onto the lively deck-still no sign of David or Helen. Only after fireworks ended did they return separately, Helen glowing with satisfaction. Deliberately sitting beside Lisa, Helen opened a velvet jewelry box. "Sis, this gift is for you. I made it myself." "Thank you and David for caring for me. Five years ago... you both saved me, not the other way around. I wish your marriage eternal happiness." Inside lay a glaringly bright green bracelet. Lisa stared blankly before forcing a tight smile. "Keep it. Not my taste." Helen's hand trembled, eyes instantly welling as she glanced toward David. David seemed oblivious to her plea, his gentle gaze fixed solely on Lisa. "My wife doesn't like it. Take it back." Helen withdrew the gift, wounded. "Then... may I toast to Lisa? May you always find joy." Lisa accepted the offered drink without refusal, taking a sip. Helen's smile returned as she turned away-her eyes flashing sinisterly for a split second before she stumbled against a chair. "Ah!" She cried out, collapsing while clutching her abdomen. "It hurts!" The crowd startled, nearby guests rushing to lift her. Seeing the crimson stains dotting her skirt, Lisa was startled. She immediately looked at David, who instinctively met her gaze. His expression remained calm. Noticing her stare, he gave a soft smile, took her hand, and casually addressed the others, "Take her to the hospital. I'll stay with my wife to finish the show." The crowd escorted Helen off the boat while David kept holding Lisa's hand, listening to the band playing. Had she not known the truth about their relationship, his performance might have fooled her. Lisa's heart grew colder, the pain in her abdomen intensifying. Just as she prepared to ask to go home, David's phone rang. "David, you rushed home earlier-that contract issue remains unresolved. Could you come to the office?" His assistant's urgent voice came through the line. David frowned, stayed silent for a few seconds, then quickly hung up. When he looked back at Lisa, guilt flickered in his eyes. "My dear, I need to head to the office. Wait here-I'll have the driver pick you up, alright?" Lisa inwardly scoffed. "Fine, go ahead." As David stood to kiss her forehead, she pretended to cough and turned away. He left in a hurry, too preoccupied to dwell on it. Lisa knew he was going to the hospital. Strangely, the earlier pain in her chest had dulled. After thirty minutes with no sign of the driver, a sharp cramp seized her abdomen, bending her double. Her eyes fell on shattered glass from a dropped wine glass, and an absurd thought struck her: Helen had poisoned the drink. Gritting her teeth, Lisa gathered fragments of the glass still wet with liquid. The agony spread from her stomach to her lower abdomen-a tearing force she could physically feel. Warm fluid trickled out. She dialed David's number instinctively. No answer. The driver's line stayed dead too. With her last ounce of strength, Lisa called emergency services... Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!