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Chapter 1187
She yelled repeatedly, "What’s going on? What exactly happened?"
Ian had no strength to even speak. He could only look at his wife.
What could he say? How could he tell her?
Their daughter was no longer around.
The daughter they looked forward to seeing once more was never coming back...
Pain filled Ian's eyes as he looked at his wife. He wanted to lift his hand to caress her face, but he found himself
unable to do so.
Eventually, it took his final breath for him to whisper to Winnie, "Find that pill. Anna... Anna once brought a pill back
home..."
With every word he said, he panted heavily. Tears fell down Winnie's cheeks as she cried, "Stop talking, stop
talking!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe pulled out her phone with trembling hands, feeling remorse over not hearing the commotion outside earlier
and leaving her husband to suffer all by himself.
She began tapping on the number pad with trembling fingers, trying to call for an ambulance. Yet, her fingers keep
slipping away.
She just couldn't manage to press the numbers.
Tears were welling up in Winnie’s eyes, and it blurred her vision. She tried so many times, but failed to call for an
ambulance.
Winnie was on the verge of collapse.
Meanwhile, the sun was shining viciously above them.
Her husband, who had been by her side for almost her entire life, was like a deflated balloon. He was losing signs of
life with every passing moment. Sensing what was happening, Winnie tightened her hold over her phone.
Fear and sorrow were best friends, standing by the side as they laughed at a human's vulnerability.
Winnie held her husband's hands tight, no longer able to hold back her loud, sorrowful cries.
Ian could sense it too.
Upon hearing that his daughter died, the lifeline that he had been holding on tightly to finally broke.
He and his wife... Didn't have much time left, anyway.
It was a pity.
"I never expected myself to leave before you."
The one left behind was always the one who suffered more. Ian never wanted to leave his wife behind all alone.
He wanted to take care of her till her death, and give her an honorable burial. He would then commit suicide, be it
by taking sleeping pills or filling his room with gas.
He wouldn't leave her all alone, even in hell.
To do that, though, he would need to take care of her his entire life. He would personally take care of her until she
left this world.
But now...
He couldn't do that anymore.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis heart throbbed in pain. With every passing moment, the pain intensified.
Ian knew what was coming. 'Winnie."
He called his wife, but she couldn't stop crying.
He had to yell, "Winnie! Pull yourself together!"
He was worried that she might lose the will to live after he died.
He sighed, and said calmly, "I don't have much time left."
He could feel his life ebbing away slowly.
'Winnie, I'm sorry. I have to make a move first."
Ian grabbed her hand tight—her hand, that he held for almost his entire life.
He could never bear to let his wife cook and clean for him. But from now on, he could no longer take care of her.
Winnie's lips trembled. She knew she had to stop crying, but she couldn’t.
A small hammer seemed to be knocking her head repeatedly.
This was her lover.
Her lover!
She hugged him tight, hoping to shield him from the cold.
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