Chapter 1125:

At that time, Gemma had worn ragged clothes, her eyes lingering on the beautiful dresses of other little girls her age. Yet, whenever she looked at Corey, there was no envy—only a fierce loyalty and quiet resilience.

Corey had always wanted to give Gemma a dress she could be proud of. But by the time he could afford one, her illness had worsened. He filled their home with dresses, but Gemma was too weak to leave home and wear them in the world she longed to see.

After Pierre’s death, Gemma’s nights were filled with restless tears. In her dreams, she would beg him to stop killing.

Corey’s chest tightened with unbearable pain. Slowly, he released his grip on the gun. Without another word, he turned and walked away.

That same day, Corey bought a ticket to return home. But before he could board, Alicia called him. “You should come back,” she said, her voice calm but heavy.

he didn’t need her to. His gut told him

Each second of waiting before the plane took off was pure agony, like being

delaying the flight. Corey sat alone in the terminal, his hands trembling. He couldn’t shake the

“Prepare for surgery. I’ll be back in three hours.” The

voice cracked.

blood type doesn’t

time. He had run the tests himself. He couldn’t save her. But the thought of doing nothing tore

had conditioned her for suffering. Right now, lying in the bed of the emergency room in the villa Corey had bought for her, she found herself

back soon,” Alicia murmured, stroking Gemma’s hair with

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