Se connecterSusan regained consciousness in the hospital a week later. She lay in the hospital bed and asked, "Has anyone visited me this past week?"Her caregiver named several people who had visited her—friends, colleagues, and business partners—yet the person Susan had wanted to see most was not among them. Shawn hadn't visited her.Susan lay in the hospital bed, tears streaming uncontrollably. She knew then that she had truly and completely lost him. She actually knew that they didn't stand a chance and could never go back to the way things were when she saw Stella's portrait. She, however, still held on to the unrealistic illusions, wanting to deceive herself, until this grim reality hit her head-on. She couldn't help but chuckle wryly at that thought.…Shawn, on the other hand, found himself a new place and was packing up to move. He had picked up a few freelance gigs online, saved up some money, and upgraded to a larger place with a better environment.He pulled up the official webs
Shawn silently shed tears as he sat in the living room for an entire day. He finally opened the door once the sounds inside had completely stopped and saw Henry, who was barely clinging to life.Henry's jaw had been put back in place. He lay sprawled on the floor, grabbing Shawn's pant leg and pleading, "Please just kill me already."What was even the point of him staying alive like this?Shawn shook him off and said, "I'm not going to kill you. I'll have your injuries treated and keep you alive. I want you to live with the pain every single day. I want you to suffer far more than my dead sister ever did."Henry's eyes were filled with fear again.Shawn kicked him away and looked at the thugs. "I'll hand him over to you guys from now on. I just have one condition—don't let him die. You can do whatever you want to him beyond that. I don't care if you wreck him or render him disabled. Just make sure he doesn't die."Everyone in the room gasped when they heard this.Shawn still was
Shawn thought that Susan wouldn't show up again after everything he had said. He had clearly underestimated how persistent she was, though. He returned home that day to find that the door was open with several bodyguards standing inside.He hurried over when he noticed that the door to Stella's room was open too. He saw Henry kneeling in the middle of the empty room. He was repeatedly banging his forehead against the floor while facing Stella's portrait.Susan stubbed out her cigarette after spotting Shawn. "I've brought him over, along with the thugs who had harmed Stella."Susan pointed to a group of people kneeling in the corner as she said that. She had dark circles under her eyes, clearly indicating that she hadn't slept well in the past few days. "I was the one who arranged for Stella's abduction, but I truly never intended to hurt her. I just wanted to scare you. I didn't know Henry would pay these people to hurt Stella behind my back. "I know there's nothing I can say
In the black-and-white portrait on the wall, Stella was still wearing her high school uniform. She was a high school senior that year, and her grades were very good. She could have gotten into a good university and had a bright future ahead of her, but now, all that remained was her ashes in the urn.Susan could barely believe what she was seeing. "H-How could this be?"She took several steps back in disbelief. "How could this have happened? Isn't Stella attending high school right now?"She suddenly recalled that she had only seen Shawn and George during that period. She had never seen Stella and assumed that she was away at high school. She never could have imagined that Stella was dead. She was left completely taken aback. Shawn looked at her with utter disdain. "Why are you pretending to be surprised? You're the one who did this! You had Stella abducted and had those bastards take turns assaulting her! Stella was only 17, Susan!"He glared at her with bloodshot eyes as
Shawn remained silent.Susan was worried that Shawn would turn it down, so she quickly added, "You still have ten days before registration closes. You don't have to decide now. You can just keep it in mind as a backup, Shawn."Shawn ultimately held back from saying anything hurtful and closed the door.George's condition had improved significantly with the help of those experienced specialists during this period. He had now reached the point where he could eat on his own.Shawn still suffered from insomnia whenever it got late at night. He would wander into the room where Stella's urn was kept and just stay awake until dawn. He knew better than anyone that he and Susan were done for good, as between them stood a lost life.Shawn went to the fish stall for work as usual the next day, and to his surprise, the owner no longer treated him the way he used to. He didn't put Shawn to work; instead, he dragged over a stool and made him sit. "It's good for youngsters to be ambitious, but y
Susan returned to Belmoor the following day.Henry found out Susan had returned and immediately rushed to her office. "Where have you been all this time, Susan? Why did your business trip last so long?"He took Susan's hand and continued, "There are only a few days left until the wedding, and we still haven't rehearsed or finalized the guest list. Do you really have to be this busy during this period, Susan?"Susan coldly withdrew her hand and stepped back. "Let's call off the wedding."Henry looked at Susan in confusion, assuming she was joking. "Is work stressing you out too much? I'll have someone else take care of the wedding arrangements while you take some time to rest—"Susan cut him off. "I'm saying that we should cancel the wedding altogether."Henry finally realized that she was being serious, the smile on his face instantly vanishing. "Why?"Susan took out photos of Henry from his time abroad. She had someone look into his past while she was away and found quite a few







