
A car accident put me into a coma for three years.
My relatives were ready to give up on me—ready to authorize pulling the plug.
But Rachel Stevenson fought against it.
She declared, “Even if Ethan Marks never wakes up, I will never abandon him.”
“Through sickness and health, I will stay by his side—always.”
Later, Marks Holdings called for a Board of Directors meeting to replace me and hand over all authority… to her.
And right at that moment—
I woke up.
Inside the Private VIP ICU Suite, Nurse Kelly was wiping my body down.
When I opened my eyes, she screamed like she had seen a ghost.
I sighed. “I’m not rising from the dead. Do I really look that scary?”
She recovered awkwardly.
“Mr. Marks, you’ve been unconscious for three years! The doctors thought you might never wake up again… It’s a miracle you opened your eyes!”
I raised a hand to cut her off.
“Where’s Rachel?”
The nurse froze for a split second before replying quickly,
“Ms. Stevenson visits you every day. But today, she said Marks Holdings was holding an urgent Board Meeting… She promised she would come after it ends.”
I nodded.
“In these three years, besides Rachel… who else came to see me frequently?”
She hesitated.
I shot her a glance. Calm. Cold.
“You’ve taken care of me for three years. I won’t forget that. I’ll make sure you’re financially secure for the rest of your life.
So, speak freely. No one will hurt you over what you tell me.”
With that reassurance, Nurse Kelly leaned closer, whispering carefully:
“Mr. Marks… aside from Ms. Stevenson, your family shareholders came many times.”
“They insisted on withdrawing your life support. They said they couldn’t stand seeing you lying here like a vegetable… but anyone with half a brain knows all they want is your inheritance.”
“I overheard them. If you died, Ms. Stevenson wouldn’t even be granted full control of your estate. They’d split nearly half of it among themselves…”
“And… for protecting you, Ms. Stevenson has been fighting them constantly. Some of them even tried to drug you… and even planned to eliminate Ms. Stevenson too. Thankfully, she caught on and stopped them in time…”
Just as she kept praising Rachel and condemning the vile Marks Family shareholders, Dr. Harris rushed inside, breathless.
“Mr. Marks… You’re awake? This is extraordinary! I need to run full tests—”
“No,” I cut him off. “I’m heading to Marks Holdings. I’ll take the tests afterward.”
He panicked.
“Mr. Marks, your body is very weak. You need rest. Ms. Stevenson is already managing things for you. You can trust her—”
I gave him a smile. A mocking one.
No more words needed.
Borrowing Nurse Kelly’s phone, I dialed a number.
A lazy female voice answered,
“Oh? Congratulations.”
I said quietly,
“Marks Holdings is having their Board Meeting today. I bet they’re planning to strip me of my position as CEO… and divide up everything I own.”





