Novel & Cerita How Does William Afton Die

she gritted out as blood oozed out of his chest, “You shouldn’t be standing in our way, this is for you own benefit,” Elinor was shaken by his words. “Be quiet,” she said as Will applied pressure to his wound trying to save him. But it was useless, they’ve already lost this one… She killed him. Not that it would be the first time. “You shouldn’t talk too much,” she added “Hah,” he laughed blood coming put of his mouth, “All I have is talking now. Since I’m going to die anyway,” he told her spitefully. There was a whimper behind them and they both turned around to find Azeph hopelessly looking at them as the baron’s daughter cowered away from him and cried.

"But Kathy is really scared, scared that when my sister returns, Kathy will lose all of this, and then Kathy will definitely be in great pain, so it's better to let Kathy be free first..." "With my sister to bring joy to Father and Mother and happiness to Brother, perhaps my departure won't make you so sad..." William vomited blood as he finished reading, overwhelmed by grief. The crimson stain spread across his white shirt. "Eldest Young Master!" servants cried out in alarm. "William!" James shouted, rushing to his son's side. Another round of commotion ensued as William collapsed. Victoria looked at the charred corpse on the ground, pounding her chest, her eyes swollen from crying.

Soon, Matthew learned about their location and sent his men to fetch them. Ashton and Blake were going in somewhere in their car when they spotted a suspicious car. It was enough to cause alarm bells to go off in their head. They knew they were being followed. They sped up and so did the followers. The cat-mouse chase went on for some time until Ashton's car got hit by an approaching truck. Their car turned over twice after skidding in a circular motion. Ashton died on the spot whereas Blake's pulse was still there. Matthew's men took them to the hospital. And this is how Blake turned into a living dead. Matthew took her in and started her medication so that one day she would get better enou

“We share a connection… and the bed’s big?” “Do you cook?” William asked him, tone sharp as a sword. Ashton nodded solemnly. “Yes.” “Can you fight?” “Very well.” “Would you die for my mom and sister?” “Without hesitation.” William nodded. “Okay. You can stay.” I blinked. “That’s it?” He turned to me with the most serious face I’d ever seen on a five-year-old. “But if he breaks your heart, I’m going to drain his blood and trap his soul in a demon fox. Just so you know.”

Brent's tone finally eased slightly. However, no one expected him to die the very next night. The official cause was a relapse of an old illness. Rescue efforts failed. On the day of the funeral, William stood in black at the front of the mourning hall, his face blank. He looked at the coffin without a trace of grief, as if the man lying there were nothing more than a stranger. The Wyndham family, however, could not remain still. After the funeral, Elvira's father, Rowan Wyndham, came to see him in person. Between the lines, he tried to persuade William to delay the divorce.

Elena’s warning from last night echoed in my head, combining with Victor’s harsh words. William being the protected golden boy, the national treasure crashed down on me all at once. I dashed into the bathroom, fear clawing at my throat. The sight that greeted me nearly made my world collapse. William was slumped in the bathtub, the water still running, his head tilted back against the edge, eyes closed. His body was pale, lips slightly parted, water lapping gently around his chest. He looked completely lifeless. “William!” I screamed in terror, ripping through me as I lunged forward. I plunged my arms into the water, grabbing him under the shoulders with all my strength and pulling him uprig

| Conceited Lady | AFTER WE eat, we decided to have a walk along. I need to find a job ASAP. We're about to cross when a fast car passed by. Damn! I almost got hit. "Like who the hell it is?" Reina asked, seems angry. "Can't he see people were about to cross?" I arched my eyebrow. "How do you know that it was a he?" I asked. "I saw the driver, of course. You almost got hit. What if that car hit you? You might be dead by now," she said. She put her right hand in her waist and bite her thumb because of frustration.

“Freya told me you were practising, but why are you still in these clothes? William asked and held her chin, trailing his long nail on her face. “They are more comfortable, but why are you here? I almost lost because of you” Sofia queried. “I apologise, but I missed you,” William said, sincerely. He noticed her weird expression and countenance. William asked. “What's wrong?” Sofia faced him and frowned. She was angry that he had the guts to ask that question after killing Royal. “My artist died, he was actually killed by some animal and unfortunately, he wasn't able to finish my drawing before then” Sofia said and William had a shocked look on his face.

With those words, the line goes dead and I move the phone from my ear, staring at it with furrowed brows. "Who was it? Is everything alright?" Ashley asks in a soft voice and I turn to her. "Yes, it's nothing. Forget about it. Where were you—" "Sinclair, " she calls, and I smile. "It's nothing, Ashley. I promise. " "You sounded angry, babe. And you mentioned Mike. What does he want? " Sighing, I stalk towards the bed and fall on it. "It wasn't Mike, Ashley. " I groan, dragging my palm down my face. "It was the man who works for him. William. Seems like something bad happened. He said he's dying. "

Zachary gazed out the window, as if looking at West Ridge in the past. "What did you discover?" "The matter my mom was investigating was real, and her death wasn't an accident. Someone deliberately caused it—someone you know." His voice grew increasingly cold. William's expression suddenly turned harsh—a look that hadn't appeared in years. He softly uttered a name, “Jethro Wilson.” Zachary was momentarily stunned. He had actually forgotten Mr. Wilson's real name. "Yes, that's him." William's eyes filled with contemplation. After a moment, he picked up the bottle of grain liquor and tossed it into the trash.