The Day I Quit Him (Autumn and Mars) novel Chapter 159

**Chapter 159**

Oliver Lopez’s fury erupted like a volcano when the news reached him.

Those men had unleashed a torrent of violence; it felt as if he had been teetering on the very edge of death itself.

And that insufferable daughter of his, instead of seeking justice on his behalf, had audaciously chosen to bail them out. The mere thought of wrapping his hands around Autumn’s neck sent a shiver of rage coursing through him.

Yet, Autumn remained unfazed. Not only did she post their bail, but she also showered them with a variety of lavish gifts and generous cash bonuses.

Initially, the men hesitated, their pride warring with their greed, but Autumn’s insistence that it was merely a token of her gratitude for their “assistance” eventually swayed them to accept.

Once that was settled, Autumn wasted no time in reaching out to Julian Moore.

The story needed to break; she was determined to ensure it was framed just right, with the perfect details woven in.

Mars Wright must have been released from the police station, as his phone began to buzz incessantly with calls from him.

Autumn, however, chose to ignore each and every one.

With every unanswered call, his desperation grew, and his texts became increasingly frantic. Autumn allowed herself to glance at a few but ultimately silenced her phone, refusing to let his chaos invade her peace.

Meanwhile, back at the hospital, Mars winced as a nurse gingerly tended to his wounds. The realization that his messages had gone unanswered weighed heavily on him, his heart sinking into a pit of despair.

He felt as though he were adrift at sea, tossed by the waves of Autumn’s cold indifference.

This was a new territory for them; they had never found themselves in such a bitter standoff, regardless of how heated their previous arguments had been.

Autumn had always insisted that they should never let anger linger overnight.

“It’s toxic for the relationship,” she had said with a fierce conviction.

He never imagined she could harbor such deep-seated rage.

“Ouch—”

A sudden, sharp pain from his injury jolted Mars from his spiraling thoughts. He glared at the nurse, irritation bubbling to the surface. “Do you even know what you’re doing? If you don’t, go fetch someone who does!”

The nurse paused, meeting his gaze with an unflinching stare before placing the medicine down. “Alright then,” she replied coolly, “we’ll get someone else.”

Mars’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He was a young entrepreneur with a successful career and a decent appearance. Usually, he could feel the admiring gazes of women wherever he went.

But today, his charm seemed to have evaporated.

Had they really disfigured his face that badly?

The thought sent a wave of panic through him, and he stood abruptly, determined to find a mirror in the restroom to assess the damage.

However, just as he reached the door, he overheard the same nurse venting her frustrations.

“That clueless, worthless scumbag. Hooking up with his own sister-in-law and still having the audacity to bark orders at us. Does he think he’s some kind of royalty just because he’s halfway decent-looking? If he wants someone else, let him suffer! These scumbags really believe the world revolves around them!”

“They went too easy on him. If I were there, I would have kicked him right in the balls!”

A chill crawled down Mars’s spine.

The nursing staff was predominantly female, and upon learning of his scandalous involvement with his sister-in-law, any lingering affection they might have had for him evaporated. The way they regarded him now was akin to viewing something repugnant.

Suddenly, he felt a wave of cowardice wash over him.

He had just been brutalized by an angry mob; now he was genuinely afraid that these nurses might turn violent as well.

Every part of his body throbbed with pain. He never wanted to relive the experience of being curled up on the ground, absorbing blow after blow, ever again.

With a heavy heart, Mars retreated back into his hospital room.

As he had suspected, no other nurse came to attend to his wounds. On any other day, he would have wasted no time in filing a complaint.

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