Chapter 122

Nolan's father froze momentarily before taking the document. As he read through

it, his face gradually turned ashen. His fingers trembled slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief" This... how is this possible?"

Evangeline leaned over to look and instantly turned deathly pale.

She swayed unsteadily, nearly losing her balance.

Inside the emergency room, Nolan's consciousness hovered between life and death.

His mind was flooded with images of Aurelia-

She stood in a white sundress, bathed in sunlight, her smile radiant as a flower; she nestled in his arms, her voice soft as honey; she looked at him through the prison's glass partition, her eyes filled with despair and loneliness...

"Aurelia..." His voice was barely audible as tears slid down his cheeks, soaking the pillowcase.

He couldn't believe she was dead, couldn't accept that his years of hatred toward her had been nothing but a cruel joke.

From beginning to end, Aurelia had been protecting him, loving him in her own way. She hadn't lied-he truly was the person she loved most in the world.

Yet it was him, had pushed her into the abyss with his own hands.

to be dragged back by the doctors' desperate efforts. When he finally regained consciousness, only his assistant remained in the room. Red-eyed, the assistant spoke hoarsely "Sir, you

window, where sunlight filtered through the curtains, though it couldn't penetrate the darkness in his

voice was weak but resolute "Book me a

master said her soul was pure and would surely ascend to

closed them, tears falling silently. Yet he insisted"Book me a flight to

One day later.

stood in the study of the Creed mansion. Sunlight filtered through the heavy curtains but

father sat behind the desk, pale-faced, fingers trembling slightly, his voice weary and pained"Nolan, know you're hurting, but death is final.. Aurelia is

Ud

do, she

fixed on the window, his voice

brow furrowed deeply, his voice filled

Your body hasn't. recovered. How can you possibly go? Aurelia knew you were torturing yourself like this,

still didn't look back, his voice

father's fists clenched tightly, knuckles white with strain. His voice cracked"Nolan, I know you're suffering, but you can't do this...

turned around, his gaze icy

by that look, his mouth opening and closing without

was suffocating, permeated by an invisible

face was so pale it

at his father, her voice gentle but

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