Chapter 4The Alpha Only Loved My Voice

Molly POV

Early the next morning, Ethan unexpectedly rushed back and insisted on taking me out.

I was somewhat puzzled but didn't refuse.

The car had just turned a corner when we saw an old man collapsed on the ground, foaming at the mouth.

I immediately told Ethan to stop the car and pushed open the door.

I hadn't taken two steps when Ethan suddenly called out to me. "Amber's monitoring watch is sending an alert. There might be something wrong with her health. I need to go check on her. You wait here for the ambulance."

Both situations were life-threatening. I didn't stop him.

The old man's condition was terrible. Without proper herbs to detoxify him, and without moonlight, many remedies couldn't be used.

I could only quickly identify the plants around me.

Finding a few types of herbs that could be used for emergency detoxification, I photographed the situation, then mixed these herbs simply and fed them to the old man.

Then I quickly mind linked a guard and had him come send the old man to the pack hospital.

Fortunately, a guard wasn't far from here, or I probably would have had to drag the old man myself.

But it still took some time. After the old man was sent to the hospital, they issued a critical condition notice.

I called the number saved as "Granddaughter" in his phone countless times, but no one answered.

By the time the enforcement team arrived and asked me to sign papers for special procedures, the old man was already gone.

The doctor wheeled the body out of the operating room. I stayed where I was, waiting for follow-up procedures, when an ominous feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

Soon, the elevator door dinged open.

Amber rushed out, and seeing the old man, immediately threw herself over, crying heartbreakingly.

"Grandpa! What happened to you? I'm here. Please wake up!"

I stood stunned for a few seconds, an absurd thought flashing through my mind. Could the world really have such coincidences?

But before I could speak, she stood up, rushed over to me, and slapped me hard across the face.

"Molly, it was you, wasn't it? You dared to use poisonous herbs to murder my grandfather! You hate me. Fine. Come find me. What kind of skill is it to take revenge on an old man!"

Fire flashed in my eyes, but I remained calm. "I've already told the enforcement team what happened. If you have questions, go ask them."

She glared at me, her voice trembling and hysterical. "If it wasn't you, why won't you let the real responsible person come forward? If it wasn't you, why would you be so kind as to send my grandfather to the hospital?"

I was amused by her logic. Just as I was about to show her the photos I'd taken on my phone, she suddenly lunged forward to grab it.

In the chaos, she used too much force and fell with the phone.

Ethan arrived at that exact moment, just in time to see Amber and me on the ground.

Without hesitation, he rushed over and shoved me toward the wall.

"Have you lost your mind!"

My spine and the back of my head hit the wall almost simultaneously. The intense pain made my vision go black.

Before I could recover, Amber had thrown herself into his arms, crying almost hysterically.

"Ethan, Grandpa's dead! I don't have a grandfather anymore! She killed him... make her pay with her life!"

I looked at him, watching him stay silent, watching the hesitation in his eyes.

My heart grew colder bit by bit.

I suddenly remembered when I earned my healer certification with excellent grades.

A classmate who was jealous of me got people to corner me in an alley and force me to bark like a dog.

They even wanted to break my hands.

He found me in time and fought those people until he was covered in blood.

"This fool flipped through a thick herbal medicine book over a thousand times to become a good healer. She can practically recite the contents backward. You want to use dirty tricks to shatter her dream? Think again."

In that moment, he was the brightest light in my world.

But now, this light before my eyes was as cold as ice.

"Molly," he said, "go apologize to Grandpa and let the old man rest in peace."

Amber leaned against his chest, looked up at me, and showed me a provocative smile.

I closed my eyes and laughed coldly. "Whether I did anything wrong, the enforcement team will tell you. But Amber, you're crying so miserably. Are you afraid your grandfather's ghost will come find you tonight and ask why you didn't answer his-"

Before I could finish, a slap landed hard across my face.

Then Ethan ordered the guards to forcibly drag me to the hospital bed and kicked me in the knee.

Bang.

I fell to the ground.

A sharp pain shot through my knee as I stared at him, my voice hoarse. "Ethan, you know exactly what happened."

He froze, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes.

Then he bent down and whispered in my ear, "Amber's health is poor. Grandpa's death is too big a blow for her. If she can't vent, she'll get sick. Why don't you just admit your mistake? It's just the detention room. Nothing will happen."

I could barely believe my ears.

Fury instantly blazed to its peak as I shoved him away.

"Do you know what this means? If I admit I murdered him with poisonous herbs, I can never work as a healer again in this life! Ethan, how can you say this so easily?"

Before I finished speaking, he pressed me back to the ground.

The guards bound my hands behind my back and stuffed some cloth into my mouth.

Ethan bent down, looked at me, and smiled with a gentleness that felt cruel.

"Be good. It's just a healer's job. You don't need to do it. From now on, I'll take care of you."

Then he turned and walked to Amber's side.

He raised his hand, signaling the guards to proceed.

Fists slammed into my face and body as my bones made cracking sounds.

I wanted to protect my head, but my hands were tied.

I could only curl up and let the fists and feet fall.

I opened my eyes and saw Ethan's face through the blur. Those eyes that once gave me peace now held only coldness.

Amber pulled him away to "settle Grandpa's body."

I slowly closed my eyes.

Those fists and feet scattered the few remaining memories piece by piece.

The man who became flustered with just one look from me.

The man who couldn't handle spicy food but was willing to eat Mexican food with me.

The man who gave me the most bountiful spoils at the hunting festival.

All of it was forcibly ripped from my mind.

The pain was so intense I couldn't catch my breath, and I completely blacked out.

Ethan, so even your heartache has an expiration date.

Loving you really hurts.