Rebirth of Billionaire's Wife (Eveline)

Chapter 402

Chapter 402 402: End

"Eveline—no, no, no—stay with me!"

Gabriel's voice cracked as he cradled her in his arms, pressing hard against the gunshot wound. Warm blood pooled beneath his hands, soaking through her shirt and onto the floor. Her breaths were shallow, each one a struggle pulled from the depths of a failing body.

"Don't you dare close your eyes," he growled, voice shaking.

Around them, chaos unfolded in blurs—Kaden cuffing Jedrick, shouting into his comms for emergency extraction, and sirens growing louder as backup closed in. But all Gabriel could see was Eveline. Her face pale, her lips parted, blood-streaked fingers twitching weakly.

"Gabriel," she whispered, barely audible.

He leaned closer, his heart splintering at the sound of her voice.

"I'm right here, Eve. You're going to be fine. Just breathe. Just stay awake."

Her eyes fluttered open, glossy and dazed. "You're crying…"

Gabriel let out a strangled laugh that sounded more like a sob. "Of course I'm crying, you stubborn woman. You walked straight into the lion's den and still thought you'd walk out without a scratch."

She smiled faintly, but her breath hitched, and her body went limp for half a second that made him panic.

"No, Eveline!" He gently shook her. "Don't. Don't fade. Help's almost here. You've made it this far—you don't get to give up now!"

But Eveline was slipping. He could feel it. Her pulse beneath his fingers was thready. Fading.

And all at once, the terrifying weight of his fear hit him in full force.

He was going to lose her.

The woman who had defied every enemy, who had outwitted Jedrick himself, who had walked into darkness and pulled them all toward light—she was dying in his arms.

couldn't do a damn thing to stop

I could handle you being in danger. That you didn't need saving. But

"I wasn't… yours to

to save," he choked out. "Even if you didn't ask me to. Even if you

speak, but her lips only

her

heart stopped. "No,

into the room then, breaking through the haze of dread with shouts and orders. They pulled him back, and he fought it, screaming at them not to touch her too roughly, not to let

firmly, but even

to

watched helplessly, his hands stained red with her blood,

faced guns, explosions, even death—but none of it had ever scared him

Not like losing her.

***

emergency ward, Gabriel stood motionless—like a statue carved from grief. His bloodstained

The weight of her. The warmth of her blood seeping through his

It was too familiar.

recurring dreams that left him breathless in the dead of night. Visions that had once felt like nightmares from another life but now…

she had

Twenty stories. Straight down.

hadn't reached her in

her lips but from his own, as he

died, leaving him alone in the pain that increased unbearably to the point that he followed her to another

was again—helpless, watching fate try

of second chances if

his head back, eyes closed, jaw clenched so tight it ached. Was this some kind

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