Where Destiny Forgot Us 15

Where Destiny Forgot Us 15 Summary

By morning, Nora was finally freed from the sack that had bound her all night, but she was unconscious and unresponsive. Chase, who was tending to a small wound on Camila’s arm, became immediately concerned upon hearing about Nora’s condition. Camila showed a brief flash of malice before following Chase out, while Nora lay on the cold ground, covered in bite marks and blood. Despite Chase’s harsh insistence on waking Nora by dousing her with cold water, she only stirred after the seventh bucket, revealing a dazed and pained expression.

 

Nora’s anger surged fiercely as she struggled to stand, but her gaze was empty and lifeless, unnerving Chase. Before he could reach her, she collapsed again and was rushed to the hospital with critical injuries and a high fever. Chase stayed by her side throughout her hospitalization, while Camila visited but remained distant, troubled by the tense atmosphere. Suddenly, Chase received a frantic call that Nora had been kidnapped, but Camila was rescued shortly after, tearfully clinging to Chase.

 

When Chase confronted the captured kidnapper, he learned that Nora had hired him to ruin Camila, accusing her of stealing Chase from Nora. Shocked, Camila denied Nora could be so cruel, but the thug’s words confirmed the betrayal. Furious, Chase carried Camila away and stormed into Nora’s hospital room, violently dragging her from the bed and accusing her of despicable behavior. His anger erupted as he declared he wanted a divorce, shocking Nora into a cold, numb acceptance.

 

Nora’s chilling indifference only intensified Chase’s rage, leading him to order her locked in a cold storage vault despite doctors’ protests that she was not well enough. Chase callously declared that if the stress killed her, it was what she deserved. Nora was then left alone in the dark, cold room, facing the silence and isolation.

By the time the morning sun had fully risen, Nora was finally freed from the sack that had bound her the entire night. However, she was already unconscious, completely passed out and unresponsive.

When the butler hurried to deliver the news, he found Chase carefully applying ointment to a small puncture wound on Camila’s arm. His fingers moved with precision, dabbing gently as if to soothe the irritation.

“Did she pass out?” Chase’s face darkened immediately upon hearing this. He quickly set the medicine aside and rushed out of the room without hesitation.

Behind him, Camila bit her lip, a brief, sharp glint of malice flickering across her features before she followed after Chase.

Nora lay crumpled on the cold ground, her skin marked with dozens of tiny bite wounds, each one speckled with a drop of blood. The sight stunned Chase into silence as he approached, about to speak, when a sudden gasp from Camila caught his attention.

“Ow… that spot where I got pricked—it still hurts like hell,” she murmured, wincing as she lifted her arm for him to inspect again.

Distracted by her discomfort, Chase turned back to examine the puncture carefully. “Are you feeling any better now, Camila?” he asked, concern flickering in his eyes.

She nodded, tears welling up and shimmering at the edges of her eyes. “I’m sure Nora didn’t mean to hurt me… Maybe she just got upset seeing you care for me so much. It’s alright—I won’t hold it against her.”

Chase’s face hardened instantly. The brief flicker of sympathy he had felt for Nora vanished like smoke in the wind.

“She made the first move. So what if she passed out? Splash her with cold water—once if she doesn’t wake, twice if needed. If it takes ten buckets, then she’s faking it!” His voice was sharp, uncompromising.

The butler nodded and began pouring water over Nora’s motionless form.

One bucket splashed over her.

Two buckets drenched her.

Three buckets soaked her further.

It wasn’t until the seventh bucket that Nora finally stirred. Her eyelids fluttered open, revealing dazed eyes and a throbbing headache.

Chase let out a cold, humorless laugh. “What? Done pretending? You almost had me fooled.”

Camila whispered softly, “She probably figured if she kept it up, the act would eventually fall apart.”

Nora had never been this furious in her entire life.

For a fleeting moment, all her sadness evaporated, replaced solely by a burning hatred.

Summoning every last bit of strength, she forced herself upright, staggering painfully with each step toward them.

Chase glanced over, irritation flashing across his face—then he froze.

There was something in Nora’s gaze that stopped him cold.

It wasn’t the longing he used to see in her eyes.

Instead, her stare was empty—flat and lifeless, like the still surface of a dead sea.

A sudden wave of unease washed over Chase.

“Nora, listen to me—” he began, but before he could finish, her knees gave way.

The world spun wildly as she collapsed back to the ground.

Emergency help was called, and Nora was rushed to the hospital immediately.

Doctors found extensive internal and external injuries, along with a dangerously high fever. Her condition was critical; she had to be admitted without delay.

“Her condition is very serious,” the doctor warned Chase gravely. “She needs complete rest. No emotional stress at all.”

Over the next several days, Chase remained by Nora’s bedside, never once leaving her side.

Camila visited a few times, but seeing how distraught Chase was, she clenched her jaw tightly and silently turned away.

After two long days and nights, Chase’s phone suddenly rang with a panicked call from one of the bodyguards.

“Mr. Whitmore! There’s bad news—Miss Rae has been taken!”

When Chase arrived at the scene, Camila had just been rescued.

She threw herself into his arms, tears streaming freely down her cheeks.

“Chase, I almost didn’t make it… I truly thought I’d never see you again…” she sobbed.

Chase patted her back in a comforting but cold manner, then turned his icy gaze toward the man pinned to the ground by the guards.

“Who sent you?” he demanded.

The thug grunted, refusing to speak. “Professional ethics. I can’t say who hired me.”

With a swift, brutal motion, Chase snapped the man’s leg.

His voice dropped to an icy whisper. “Refuse again, and I’ll break the other one.”

The thug howled through clenched teeth.

Suddenly, he blurted out, “A woman—Nora Langston! She hired me herself!”

Camila’s eyes widened in shock. “What? No way! Nora would never do that—she may dislike me, but she’s not that cruel.”

The thug spat on the ground with venom. “She said you stole her husband. Told me to ruin you. Said once I did, her man wouldn’t want you anymore.”

Chase’s expression turned colder than ice.

Without another word, he scooped Camila into his arms and stormed away, fury radiating from every step he took.

Behind his back, Camila cast the thug a quick, knowing glance.

At the hospital, Chase barged into Nora’s ward, grabbed her roughly from the bed, and threw her onto the floor.

“Nora Langston, you are despicable!” he shouted.

The shock of the cold floor jolted her awake. Blinking in confusion, she asked, “What… what’s happening?”

“What’s happening?” Chase roared back. “You still have the nerve to ask?! I should never have shown you mercy. It’s only made you more arrogant, more disgusting.”

His anger spilled out uncontrollably.

“A woman like you doesn’t deserve to live!” he spat.

His rage exploded, words flying out like daggers.

“I want a divorce!” he declared.

That final statement finally snapped Nora out of her daze.

She met his fury with a chilling calmness.

“Fine. Let’s get divorced,” she said quietly.

Somewhere along the way, her heart had gone numb.

Even hearing those words—“I want a divorce”—left her feeling nothing.

But her cold indifference only fueled Chase’s fury further. His breath came heavy and rapid.

“Lock her in the cold storage vault!” he ordered harshly.

Doctors rushed in, protesting.

“She hasn’t recovered yet—any more stress could kill her!”

Chase’s voice dripped with disgust.

“Then let her die. It’s exactly what she deserves.”

And with that, Nora was thrown into the cold, dark room, left alone to face the chilling silence.