In the end, she never got to hear the words he wanted to say.
The hand that was clutching her wrist gradually lost its strength.
"No!" Sophie Smith seed to sense sothing, and shouted hoarsely.
His eyes slowly closed, and the head that was once lifted with effort drooped down.
She could feel his body in her embrace gradually losing warmth, becoming stiff, turning cold.
In despair, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.
She felt like she couldn’t breathe, gasping for air as her consciousness began to blur, as if she was short of oxygen.
"Sophie!" As Eva Miller exclaid in alarm, her body fell to one side, hitting the ground heavily.
...
She woke up from a nightmare.
In her mind was that speeding red sports car, like a bolt of lightning, hitting before she had a chance to turn around. She was pushed away forcefully, while the red sports car hit a man in a white shirt, throwing him several ters away, bleeding profusely, a shocking sight, eyes closed, seemingly a field of red before her eyes...
Though her consciousness was clear, she was reluctant to open her eyes.
Because once she opened her eyes, she didn’t know how to face everything.
Her long lashes trembled slightly as she involuntarily pressed her dry, bloodless lips together.
A pair of warm large hands suddenly grasped her small hand, enveloping it in a broad palm.
"Sophie, ...are you awake?" It was Asher Land, asking nervously and tentatively in a gentle voice.
Nothing could be hidden from his eyes.
She had no choice but to slowly open her tightly closed eyes, looking at him misty-eyed.
As Asher Land saw her open her eyes, the heart he had suspended finally relaxed, and she heard him sigh deeply.
Sophie Smith looked around and discovered that the room did not only contain Asher Land.
Eva Miller, Sunny, Nanny Garcia, Robert Williams, and even Alexander were there.
"Mommy, I was so scared, I’m glad you’re okay." Alexander’s eyes were red, as if he’d been crying.
"Where is Senior Brother? Where is he?" She grabbed Asher Land’s sleeve, looking at him with a pleading, helpless gaze.
In truth, she already knew sothing in her heart, but she really didn’t want to believe it.
"He’s still in ergency care, right? Is the situation still very dangerous?"
"Sophie..." Asher Land removed her hand from his sleeve, his expression solemn.
Though he didn’t want to hurt her, she would have to know this news sooner or later, wouldn’t she?
Pain only differs in being early or late; the longer it lingers, the deeper it cuts.
"Sophie, Wyatt Sterling... is already dead."
Dead?
After not seeing each other for so long, just this one chance encounter, and he was killed because of her?
"I killed him, it was ..." She hugged her knees, her body beneath the loose hospital gown shaking violently.
"Where is Irene? Where is she now?"
Suddenly, she got out of bed, stood up, and rushed toward the door.
"What are you doing?" Asher Land grabbed her wrist, pulling her back into his arms.
"Let go! Let go! I need to find Irene, I want her to get the punishnt she deserves!" She pounded desperately on Asher Land’s chest, but no matter how hard she hit, he refused to release his hold on her.
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