Remarriage Failed Again Today-Chapter 163: Why Do You Hurt Yourself Like This?

Aaron Wyatt watched Annabelle Linton’s silence, his anger flaring. "I’m asking you, why did you lie to me?!"

This was the first time Annabelle Linton had ever seen him so angry.

But Annabelle Linton still couldn’t quite process what he was saying.

She didn’t dare to look at him.

Annabelle Linton lowered her gaze, wondering what on earth could have happened.

Aaron Wyatt sneered. "Annabelle Linton, do you have any idea how many toxins are in makeup?"

Hearing this, Annabelle Linton’s head shot up to look at him, and she instantly understood why he was so angry.

She stared at him in disbelief. "You..."

"That’s right. I know everything!"

The corners of Aaron Wyatt’s mouth twisted into a cold smile. "Covering up your old scars with makeup, thinking I’d never find out, is that it? If not for this accident, how much longer were you going to keep me in the dark?!"

’Unbelievable. I was just asking for it, tripping like that.’

He had seen the scars once before when she showered at his house. Annabelle Linton had claimed she’d just bumped into something, and after that, she never wore a skirt again.

’But I never thought an accident like this would happen today...’

Annabelle Linton lowered her head, silent as a child who had done something wrong.

Aaron Wyatt’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his deep eyes reflecting a profound pain.

He looked at Annabelle Linton, his voice laced with heartache and pity. "Twenty-seven severe injuries. Glass shards embedded deep in your fingers. A small piece of bone in your forehead shattered on impact. Your kneecap almost pulverized. And now you’re covering it all up with makeup just so I won’t see?"

"I..."

"If the doctor hadn’t just told me, I would still be completely in the dark...

"Do you have any idea how inflamed your wounds are because you covered them with makeup? It’s full of toxins and other compounds that are incredibly damaging to injuries. You know that perfectly well, so why would you hurt yourself like this?"

Aaron Wyatt looked at Annabelle Linton with sorrow, the undisguisable hurt in his eyes. "Or do you think I’m the kind of person you need to wear a mask to face? Annabelle Linton, have I just been meddling this whole time? Reading too much into things?"

Aaron Wyatt’s current emotions were indescribable. He never realized Annabelle Linton was so guarded against him.

"No, that’s not it..."

Annabelle Linton felt a wave of exasperation at his absurd line of thinking. She rubbed her forehead as a headache began to form. "I was just afraid you’d worry, and I didn’t think it was necessary. What’s in the past should stay in the past..."

"Is it because of him?" Aaron Wyatt asked out of the blue, looking at Annabelle Linton with pity.

Annabelle Linton knew who he was talking about.

She chose silence.

Aaron Wyatt closed his eyes, feeling a dull ache spread through his chest.

He found out Annabelle had a fiancé during their sophomore year of college.

It was during summer break.

The break was supposed to be a month, but Annabelle Linton didn’t return for three.

He waited for her to come back every single day.

But his calls wouldn’t connect, and she never replied to his messages. Three months passed just like that.

He grew increasingly worried and started asking around about where she could have gone. Eventually, he managed to find her family’s address in Celestia.

He excitedly booked a flight for that very night, but what he found was her lying in bed, emaciated and deathly pale...

In that moment, he felt panic, heartache, a suffocating pain.

At the same time... he also realized his feelings for Annabelle Linton.

He only found out after asking the doctor... Annabelle Linton had been in a coma for two months because she’d been drained of her blood for someone else.

And the person she had saved... was her fiancé.