"Calm down, Mr. Newhouse!"

The crowd gasped as the officers hurried forward, guns drawn, attempting to restore order amid the chaos.

Unexpectedly, a flicker of relief spread across Wilfred's face.

Amidst the chaos, the distinct sound of a gun being loaded resonated, mirroring the clarity of his resolve to end Delilah's life.

Suddenly, the officers formed a barrier in front of him.

"I have no intention of harming the innocent," he declared coldly. "Step aside. I'll accept the consequences after dealing with this ruthless woman!"

"Think it through, Mr. Newhouse!"

"I anticipated this day..." His voice strained. "Anya's unjust death... Even if it's for her, I must condemn this woman to hell!"

"If you're truly doing this for

and he

into a void. He felt a gentle hand on his back and

as if compelled, he obediently lowered his hand, gazing at the woman

he finally spoke, tears

hesitated

then live well." Her voice, soft yet firm, delivered each word like a heavy blow to his heart. "She's watching from above, hoping nothing happens to

"Maisie..."

gun." Her voice retained its soft strength. "It's not worth it for you to go through with

hesitant, he relinquished his grip on the gun. Seizing the moment, Daniel charged forward and disarmed

them for an extended moment. He

arms, he wailed, a sound that hushed the onlookers as if encapsulating all

her tears, leaning on Daniel's shoulder. Helplessness crept over

Maisie!" Wilfred's wail echoed. "I made a mistake... I made

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