Chapter 867

The man standing at the doorway blinked rapidly, his eyes glassy with unshed tears.

From where he stood, looking in, the two people inside seemed as if they'd just returned from the brink of death, clinging to each other, overcome with relief and the joy of being alive.

They had faced life and death together-of course they understood, better than anyone, just how much they meant to each other.

So, really, what was he to them?

He'd rushed here, desperate, only to leave in defeat. Maybe that's how his story was always meant to end.

With a heavy heart, he stole one last glance at Marguerite-reluctant, bitter, but resolute then turned and walked away.

His steps were uneven as he made his way back to the parking lot. Ike, having heard the news, was already waiting by his car.

Silas slid into the passenger seat. Ike immediately began his report: "Mr. Ward, the story you saw online isn't accurate. Marguerite wasn't injured. Maurice took the bullet for her."

Took a bullet for her? Of course he did.

Even in the end, Silas felt a flicker of gratitude that Marguerite had come through unharmed.

"They really are star-crossed lovers, aren't they?"

Silas's face was expressionless, but Ike could feel the weight of his sorrow.

Mr. Ward's

despair always

to say, nothing that could possibly soothe

Silas's phone

put the call on speaker. Violet's anxious voice burst

You just left without a word-this is our wedding! Do you have any idea how furious my mom is? She was so

to

It was all he could

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me at all? Today was supposed to be our wedding, not some childish game! Now everything's ruined-our wedding's a disaster, and my mom's

Thought about her?

Violet had never been

her-not even enough

he still thought of Violet as his

eyes. Sin

inrobbed behind his temples, forcing

his fingers to

"Where are you now?"

family doctor's still here. My mom hasn't woken up yet!" "I'll

sensing not the slightest urgency in his voice, hung up with an angry snap. As soon as the call ended, the

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