Chapter 502 Mourning for Charisa

“How will Aunt Charisa react when she wakes up and sees you all like this?” Zachary’s voice echoed through the room, his words cutting through the thick tension.

He glanced at Cherise’s tear-stained face and Beckham’s ashen complexion, his tone laced with

concern.

“Do you all wish for Aunt Charisa’s premature demise?” Zachary’s question hung in the air, casting a shadow over the room.

Cherise sniffled, recognizing that Zachary’s harsh words were meant to jolt them out of despair.

Still, they stung like a slap to the face.

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Beckham slowly turned his head, his dark eyes meeting Zachary’s gaze. “You’re right,” he acknowledged, a faint smile gracing his lips. Then, without another word, he turned and walked

away.

He approached Cherise, extending his hand to her. “Come with me,” he said softly.

watched them leave without a word, his heart heavy with

an empty hospital room. He called for a doctor, requesting sleeping pills for both of them. “We need to

pursed her lips, her voice barely a whisper as she nodded in agreement. At this

bed, Beckham lay on the adjacent bed and closed his. Soon, Cherise’s breathing deepened

eyes.

years. Sleep cluded him, even with the

rest his eyes for

thought of Charisa waking up

voice trembled as he softly uttered her name, a solitary

cheek.

thirty-five years, their tapestry of life had been woven with threads of their first meeting, their blossoming love, their wedding vows, and the birth of

was a journey etched with an enduring love that defied the boundaries of life and death. If you live, I’ll share your life. If you die,

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fleeting, replaced by an awakening at

had asked me not to disturb

I believe you might prefer witnessing your parents reunion rather than continuing

an instant, her eyes widening in dis

from the bed, assisted by Damien’s steady hand, and

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