Chapter 30 The doctor fell silent for a few seconds before letting out a sigh . " You're taking her life ..." That sigh cut through my heart like a rusty blade , dragging along a dull , aching pain . \\ Even a doctor who was a complete stranger could feel pity for what I was going through - yet the family I had lived with for so many years could not . I tried to lift my hand , but it was pinned in place by the cold needle . As blood flowed away through the transparent tube , it felt as though my heart , along with my body , was slowly losing all warmth . In the haze of my fading consciousness , I seemed to hear Jason's voice . He spoke in a low , soothing tone , so gentle it was as if he feared breaking me . " " Callista , be good , just endure a little longer ... I know you've been wronged . When Fiona wakes up , I'll make it up to you . " Before I could gather my thoughts , the next moment I heard his anxious voice . " Doctor , is this amount of blood enough ? Should we draw some more ? " " In that instant , every drop of blood in my body turned cold . " All these years , I had stayed by Jason's side through the darkest nights.I supported him step by step until he climbed to the top position in the Whitlock family . " After so much effort , I had finally waited for his response to my love . Yet , laughably , the moment Fiona returned , I became nothing . " Was this truly the man I had loved for so many years ? " I closed my eyes . The suffocating pain in my chest and the burning agony on my back intertwined , as if tearing me apart . Perhaps it was better this way - there was nothing left for me to hold on to.I had already completed the procedures for immigration.All I needed now was to find a way to get Jason to sign the divorce papers and I would finally be free . " But I knew that if I directly placed the divorce agreement in front of him , he would hesitate . For the sake of his cooperation with the Corvin Family , he would refuse to divorce . After all , to put it bluntly , with Fiona now " gravely ill , " if he were to marry her and wait until Fiona " died , " there would no longer be any reason for the Whitlock and Corvin families to remain bound together . But I hadn't expected the chance to make Jason sign to come so soon . Before I had even recovered for a few days , he came to force me to attend the birthday banquet for me and Fiona . Ever since I was brought back to the Corvin Family , our birthdays had been forever bound together . On stage , she was always the star , while I was nothing more than a backdrop . At first , I didn't want to go . My body was weak and my heart even more exhausted . Yet Jason yanked me up from the bed , his voice icy . " If it weren't for Fiona saying she wanted to make peace with you , I wouldn't bother bringing you along . " " Make peace ? I let out a low , bitter laugh . Most likely , Fiona had prepared a trap for me . " But ... my gaze flickered slightly . " " Jason ... " ! suddenly lowered my eyes , my voice softening with a hint of cautiousness . " Today is my birthday and I want a gift too . " He was clearly impatient , urging me to change clothes quickly , but still asked casually , " What gift ? " I pointed at the file bag on the bedside table - inside were several thick documents had prepared long ago , with a purchase contract for a seaside villa on top . " I want that house , " I said softly , my tone sounding half like a sulky plea . " The documents are all ready ... all that's left is your signature . " As expected , Jason didn't think much of it . A seaside villa worth only a few hundred thousand dollars - giving it away was nothing . It wasn't even a tenth of the gift he had prepared for Fiona . !! Call after call from Fiona kept coming in , urging him to hurry and bring me over . Jason flipped straight to the last page of the documents . Without even glancing carefully , he swiftly scrawled his name across it.W As I watched those familiar strokes fall onto the black - and - white paper , my chest suddenly tightened and a sour sting rose to my nose Still , forced a faint smile and whispered , " Thank you . " He didn't notice my expression at all - just tossed the pen aside impatiently and said coldly , " Hurry up and get changed . Stop dawdling . " 212 778 C In silence , I slipped the divorce agreement , disguised as the property purchase contract , into my bag . " Just then , my phone rang . It was a text message from my uncle : " The formalities have been completed , the departure flight . has been booked , and I will come to pick you up in person in three days . " }] Three days , just three days , and I'll be free from this " cage " that holds me captive forever . " And they don't deserve to know .