Chapter 888 The End of Their Road 4

Tears trickled down Emelie's face once again. All the plans and desperate decisions, William had made them in an instant, with no time to prepare.

He didn't know that the wedding would go so wrong. He didn't know that the three families, along with Vanessa, had already silenced Emelie. He didn't know that the events on the plains would turn into chaos. He was completely unaware.

He had sensed that something was off and arranged for Elias to escort the wedding car. Despite that, he had still hoped that they would end the day as husband and wife.

But amidst that unexpected turmoil, William had done the only thing he could. He saved both Emelie and Greta. He faked Greta's death to let her slip away from everyone's watchful eyes. And he staged Emelie's death with his own hands to help her escape the ambush. It was the best solution he could come up with.

It was survival in its rawest form. It paused everything, giving Emelie time to heal, to gather her strength. Then, she could return for revenge on the others, even on him.

"What if you had miscalculated? What if I had died?" Emelie asked.

"If I was wrong, I wouldn't have lived either. I would've killed them all and then gone with you," William replied without hesitation.

There was nothing left for Emelie to say.

William cupped her face in his hands and wiped her tears away. "Angel, I'm going to have the surgery for you. I'll fight with everything I have to survive. Will you sign the consent form for me?"

Emelie's eyelashes were wet, clumped together by her tears.

engagement gift was the Denning Residence and more wealth than I can count. What

give you all

William had, it would

him, and he would always walk ahead of her. As long as he was alive, he wouldn't let her die. He would protect

tears. After everything they

realize the escape was all an act. Yet still, he had thrown himself off the cliff after Emelie without a second thought. Maybe, from that moment, Emelie's

out to

night, William had walked into her life. From

is in the wardrobe over there. I gave your measurements to the tailor based on a guess, so they might not be accurate. Try it

if you don't look as good as Mr. Swanson in it, then I'll walk down the aisle with him instead."

the same as the one Samuel had worn,

seemed that she had already prepared it.

He should have shown up last night. He shouldn't

down.

to the bed to kiss

he leaned in, the once-closed

that for your wedding

to see the room flooded with excitement and noise. It was as though someone had hit

the different groom, it was as if everyone had

dazed. They hurried him off with the stylists

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