Chapter 3
"Alastair, you've seen it for yourself. Your wife and your parents all have their hearts set on me. You've really failed miserably at being a person!"
"I advise you to know your place. Leave voluntarily now, or you'll be the one who looks bad when you get kicked out later."
Alastair sat up in the hospital bed and looked at Caspian.
"If that's really the case, why are you in such a hurry? Why not just wait for me to get kicked out?"
Having his thoughts seen through, Caspian became somewhat flustered and angry. "Alastair, since you refuse to drink from the cup of kindness, don't blame me for what happens next."
He raised his hand and punched himself, then picked up the water glass by the bed and poured it over himself.
The glass shattered with a crisp sound.
The next second, the door to the room was pushed open.
Ophelia and Cordelia appeared in the doorway with several doctors.
Seeing the situation in the room, Ophelia rushed to Caspian's side in a few quick steps.
She looked at the handprint on Caspian's face, her heart aching.
"Caspian, are you okay?"
Caspian's eyes were red as he said, "Alastair, I really only came back this time to see Mom, Dad and Ophelia. If you don't like it, I can leave right away..."
Hearing this, Ophelia was instantly enraged. She raised her hand and slapped Alastair hard across the face.
"Alastair, is it only in front of Caspian that you show your vicious, brutal true colors?!"
"Let me tell you, from now on, Caspian will stay by my side. Don't even think about driving him away."
The slap was extremely heavy. Alastair's body tilted to the side, his head hitting the bed frame and raising a large bump.
Cordelia didn't even spare Alastair a glance. She just took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Caspian's tears.
"Caspian, in the years you were gone, I worried about you every single moment. Promise Mommy you won't leave again, okay?"
Caspian glanced at Alastair with a somewhat troubled expression. "But if I stay, Alastair will be unhappy."
Alaric immediately yanked Alastair up from the bed. "Apologize to your brother right now!"
Alastair was unsteady on his feet, but he still forced out in a hard voice: "He's not my brother."
In his heart, he would only ever have one brother.
Ophelia used anger to mask her loss of composure: "Alastair, you really are incorrigible! I order you to apologize to Caspian!"
Alastair stubbornly stared at Ophelia, refusing to speak. His whole body started to feel the stinging pain of an electric current.
The system's restrictions meant he couldn't refuse Ophelia's demands, or he would be punished with electric shocks.
As the current gradually increased, Alastair's entire body was in excruciating pain. He fell to his knees.
Seeing this, Ophelia instinctively reached out to help him up, but before she could touch him, she pulled her hand back.
"Alastair, I know your stomach problems aren't that serious. Don't try to play for sympathy."
Someone who doesn't love you won't care even if you die right in front of them.
Alastair couldn't help but wonder - nine days from now, when he really died in front of Ophelia, would she shed even a single tear for him?
This tug-of-war ended with Ophelia's inevitable victory.
Alastair's forehead was covered in cold sweat, his face so pale it was almost transparent. Word by word, he said: "Caspian... I'm sorry..."
"Alright, Alastair. I accept your apology. You can get up now."
Caspian reached out to help him up, but when he got close to Alastair's ear, he whispered mockingly: "Alastair, and here I thought you had such a strong backbone!"
After the apology was over, Ophelia took Caspian to the clinic for treatment. Cordelia and Alaric followed closely behind.
The group that had arrived so grandly now left just as grandly.
Alastair seemed to have been forgotten, left standing alone. After a long while, he finally raised his hand to touch his swollen, painful cheek.
If his brother were here, he would definitely protect him and care for him.
Brother, I miss you.
I really want to see you soon.