The cold air inside the private hospital room felt heavy and completely lifeless.
Clara sat upright in her uncomfortable bed while looking at the pale white wall.
Her body still ached terribly from the car crash that happened three whole days ago.
The dull monitor kept beeping softly beside her bed in a slow rhythm.
Suddenly the heavy wooden door opened with a sudden loud creak.
Julian stepped into the room while wearing his expensive grey designer suit.
He did not look worried about his injured wife at all.
His face carried a sharp smirk that Clara had never seen before today.
Julian: You look surprisingly alive for someone who hit a tree.
Clara adjusted her blue hospital gown and stayed completely silent for a moment.
Clara: The doctor said I will make a full recovery soon.
Julian adjusted his silk tie and let out a dry sarcastic laugh.
Julian: That is nice, but we have urgent business to finish right now.
He reached into his leather briefcase and pulled out a thick clipboard.
Clara: What kind of business are you talking about, Julian?
Julian: Just a simple transfer of your family business shares to my name.
Clara stared at her husband of two years with complete visual disbelief.
Clara: My grandfather built that company with his own hands over fifty years.
Julian leaned forward until his face was only inches from hers.
Julian: Your grandfather is an old man who has no power anymore.
Clara: I will never give you control of my family legacy.
Julian tapped his heavy gold watch against the metallic bed frame loudly.
Julian: Look at the time because my patience is running out fast.
The sharp metallic sound echoed through the tiny quiet room.
Julian: Sign it because you are not worth my future anymore.
Clara felt a deep sharp pain in her chest that had nothing to do with injuries.
Clara: Did you ever love me at all during these two years?
Julian: Love does not pay for private jets or buy luxury mansions in California.
He forced the black pen into her right hand with strong firm pressure.
Julian: Put your signature on that paper right this second, Clara.
Clara looked down at the white paper resting on her lap.
The legal document clearly stated that she surrendered every single asset completely.
Julian leaned closer to make sure she felt trapped and helpless.
Julian: Nobody is going to save you from signing this today.
Clara raised her chin and looked directly into his cold brown eyes.
Clara: You really think you have won this game already.
Julian laughed out loud and pointed toward the locked door.
Julian: You are stuck in a bed while I hold all the real power.