The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 137

These days, I'd either been undergoing emergency resuscitation or getting admitted to the hospital.

I'd grown so used to the constant pain, the medications, and the hospital stays that it didn't even faze me anymore.

I didn't even realize that I had fallen unconscious and undergone surgery last night. If word got out, people might think I was joking.

I shook my head with a bitter laugh. "I… I really don't remember."

George's expression hardened, his voice tinged with fear. "You took over a dozen sleeping pills last night and did serious damage to your body. If the nurse hadn't found you in time, the consequences could have been unimaginable!"

The more George spoke, the more terrified he seemed. He grabbed my wrist, his face filled with frustration. "Samuel, can you take responsibility for yourself, even a little?

"How many times have you been admitted to the hospital recently? Don't you know? Why do you keep ignoring your own life? Do you want me to get a call one day saying that you're gone?"

George was truly worried. His eyes blazed with anger, but he couldn't bring himself to yell at me. He could only plead with me helplessly.

I forced a bitter smile, shook my head, and said softly, "This is the life I was dealt. If death comes for me, it'll simply be my fate."

When I said this, I saw a flash of deep sorrow in George's eyes. He took a deep breath and shook his head as he said gently, "Samuel, you're being so irresponsible with your life. I've heard about everything that's been happening lately.

"Let me give you some advice. You should live your own life properly. Don't let others dictate it. Otherwise, you'll only be giving them more to laugh at."

George kept trying to persuade me, but seeing that I wasn't listening, he sighed deeply and said, "Alright. I'm going to arrange for you to see a therapist."