Chapter 190 Mr. Spencer Never Abandoned Lola

Unable to bear the humiliation, Lola swallowed sleeping pills and committed suicide.

After confirming the hospital where Lola was, Zackary hung up the phone, grabbed his car keys, and rushed to the hospital.

Zackary's older cousin, Edward, had opened a new private hospital that was high-end and particularly good at maintaining privacy. Therefore, there were no paparazzi gathered at the hospital entrance.

When Zackary passed by, Lola was still being resuscitated in the emergency room.

Looking at the red light outside the emergency room, Zackary realized that his emotions were not fluctuating much.

However, he was definitely hoping that Lola was alive.

After all, she was his lifesaver, she lost a kidney for him.

He didn't love Lola, yet he hoped not to betray her deep affection for him, and to give her a satisfactory ending.

Zackary had been waiting outside the emergency room for nearly two hours before the doors of the emergency room slowly opened.

Upon seeing Zackary, the doctor hurriedly approached him, "Mr. Spencer, we have already performed a stomach wash on Ms. Hilliard. She is no longer in critical condition, but she is quite weak."

Zackary stepped forward, looking at Lola who lay motionless on the hospital bed. Her small face was so pale that it lacked any trace of color, and her brows were tightly knitted in pain.

Seeing Lola like this, Zackary couldn't help but recall how her face was just as sickly pale when he woke up from surgery after the car accident.

Back then, she sold one of her kidneys to raise money to save him, to prevent him from becoming disabled. Without properly recuperating, she took care of him, who was lying in the hospital bed, despite her frail health.

Zackary's heart softened. After Lola was pushed into the ward, he reached out and gently held her hand.

"Lola, stop doing foolish things! No matter who you want to be with, I hope you can be happy and healthy."

Seemingly sensing Zackary's presence, Lola slowly opened her eyes.

The sickly look on her face was not feigned, she was truly feeling unwell at that moment.

In order to perform well in this play, she originally intended to commit suicide by cutting her wrists, but it was too difficult to gloss over such an act of suicide.

Cut too shallow, it's too fake, cut too deep...

She held the knife, but no matter what, she couldn't bring herself to be so cruel to herself.

After much thought, she decided to take sleeping pills, desperate to survive.

She thought that swallowing sleeping pills was just like taking a nap, even if they made a show of trying to save her, she wouldn't suffer any pain.

Who would have known, although the dose of sleeping pills she took was small, she still needed to have her stomach pumped.

She woke up while her stomach was being pumped. The experience was so unbearable, it was worse than death. It made her vow never to recklessly consume sleeping pills again in her life.

The stomach wash was already done, but Lola still felt as if a tube had been brutally inserted into her throat. She was in unbearable pain.

"Zackary..." Lola, with red-rimmed eyes, softly called out Zackary's name, her voice barely a whisper.

"Lola, take good care of your health, and don't joke about your body in the future!"

"Zackary, I can't go on!" Lola said, as large tears began to roll down her cheeks.

"Why did you save me? I would rather be dead by now!"

"Lola, stop talking nonsense!" Zackary, afraid that she would do something foolish, tightened his grip on her hand, preventing her from hurting herself.

"Zackary, I've already been utterly disgraced, I'd rather be dead than alive! I really don't want to live anymore! Please stop interfering, let me die! Can you just let me die?!"

"Although the woman in the video was not me at all, I was framed, but now everyone has concluded that I did such a thing with Ralph. Everyone thinks I'm a dirty woman, I've become a pariah, everyone's whipping boy!"

"Zackary, you know, I was proud too, I wanted to live openly and honestly, I didn't want to live so dirty!"

"Lola, I'll handle the video matter! You will, live well!" Zackary said, looking at Lola with unwavering certainty.

Anyway, he didn't care at all who Lola was with. Helping her deal with some troubles was also considered as repaying her past kindness.

"Zackary, did you also think that the woman in the video was me?!"

Lola shook her head vigorously with excitement, suddenly, she forcefully covered her face, sobbing in pain, "It wasn't me! Zackary, the woman in the video really wasn't me! Please, will you believe me?"

"Zackary, you are the only one in my heart. I gave you my first time. In my life, Lola, I've only been with you. How could I possibly do such a thing with Ralph!"

"Someone is framing me! Someone really is trying to frame me! Zackary, please don't fall into their trap and see me as some kind of unclean woman, okay?"

"Lola, I've never considered you as an unclean woman," Zackary said patiently. "Lola, I will give you justice."

"No, Zackary, you don't believe me!" Lola's tears fell even harder, her voice choked with emotion. "Zackary, I can feel it, you're just comforting me, you don't really believe I'm innocent!"

Lola sat up, hugging her knees tightly, looking helpless and frail.

"Zackary, what on earth should I do for you to truly believe in me?! Zackary, do you know, I really feel so dirty!"

"Tonight, I was a presenter at the award ceremony. Those fans who once truly loved me, they acted like they were crazy. They kept throwing dirty things at me, all kinds of garbage and debris, which covered my body."

"At that moment, I truly felt incredibly dirty, even though I hadn't done anything to wrong you. I still felt filthy from the bottom of my heart. I went home to take a shower, scrubbing my body desperately, but I still couldn't wash away the filth that clung to me."

"Zack, I'm truly filthy, I, Lola, have been filthy my entire life, beyond redemption!"

"Lola, you're not dirty!" Zackary gently pulled Lola into his arms, "Lola, you're a good girl."

"Whimper..." Lola's tears, in an instant, flooded like a disaster.

Suddenly, she lifted her face, looking at Zackary with a fascinated and affectionate gaze, "Zackary, my Zackary, do you really think I'm not dirty? Zackary, don't despise me for being dirty! Don't despise me for being dirty! If even you despise me for being dirty, I can't go on living!"

"Zackary, don't leave me, please, don't ever leave me in this lifetime, okay? I don't love Ralph, I don't love any other man, I only want you, Zackary!"

"Lola, I won't leave you," Zackary comforted, gently patting Lola's back in a soothing manner.

Having received his promise, Lola forcefully wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes. In her fragile, watery eyes, a sudden determination of burning one's boats surged.

She gently bit her lip, speaking word by word, "Zackary, actually, I have a way to prove my innocence."

Saying this, she wriggled out of Zackary's arms, and with a swift, forceful motion, she quickly stripped off all her clothes.

Uncovered.