Chapter 6
The truth crashed down on Adam, leaving him stunned and hollow inside.
I found myself lying in bed, surrounded by flowers. After several reassurances, the medical team smiled and offered their well–wishes.
The cold liquid seeped into my veins. As my awareness slipped away, I thought I heard Adam’s voice, pleading with deep sorrow.
Gazing up at the ceiling adorned with stars, tears silently streamed down my cheeks. “Living is too exhausting, Adam. In the next life, let’s… never cross paths again.”
The security guards held his arms firmly. The figure on the bed didn’t acknowledge him at all. It was only when the doctor bent down to offer bouquets of flowers that Adam crumpled, as if every bone in his body had been yanked away.
“Sophia, I realize I made a mistake! Please open your eyes, just look at me! I’m begging you, please!”
The doctor quietly pushed the hospital bed toward the cremation chamber. The woman, surrounded by flowers, had a serene look on her face, free of any pain.
Adam suddenly stepped in front of the doctor, a far cry from his usual calm, calculated business persona. “Get away! Don’t lay a hand on her! Don’t touch her!”
A punch suddenly knocked him to the floor. “You didn’t value her when she was alive. Who are you trying to fool with your affection now? Don’t tarnish her final farewell!”
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Held down by security guards, Adam could do nothing but watch as the flames of the cremation furnace flickered, devouring her final earthly remains.
When they brought out a small urn, he lunged for it like a desperate animal, sobbing uncontrollably.
“Mr. Hacith, she was under my care for ten years. If you hadn’t been so proud, things wouldn’t have ended this way. The reality is, you never had faith in her.”
Overwhelmed by grief, Adam began coughing up blood.
The secretary, arriving a moment too late, shakily held the phone to his ear. A flirtatious, tentative voice echoed through. “Adam, did Sophia tell you something? I can explain everything.”
Adam coughed before breaking into laughter, his eyes growing menacingly dark. “Alright.”
Adam gathered all of my possessions. My
Adam gathered all of my possessions. My ashes, the cups I used, the sheets and blankets I slept with, and even the hospital surveillance tapes.
He tormented himself by repeatedly
the footage. Seeing me sit
on the bed, staring blankly into space with tears in my eyes. Witnessing me force a smile to greet the nurse. Observing me walk into the ward with a calm demeanor, hearing my final whispered prayer that we would never meet in the next life.
Standing in the villa, he suddenly felt how empty and huge it was–it made his chest tighten.
This villa was our home after we got married, lovingly decorated over time. It had my favorite curtains and tatami mats, the kitchenware and dishes where he showcased his culinary skills, and the flower room and rooftop we designed together.
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Before he realized it, the space had become emptier, like a showcase home, stripped of any sign of life or warmth.
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He frantically searched for every remnant of me there, only to discover cabinet after cabinet filled with empty pill bottles.
Adam had never believed in ghosts or gods–until now. Seeking guidance, he invited the most esteemed priest, pleading for just one more chance to see me.
He devoutly adhered to the priest’s instructions, using his blood to dye cotton thread, anchoring his soul in longing. The master bedroom transformed into a place of mourning, and Adam became a willing sacrifice.
“Mr. Hacith, we have discovered the truth. Kellie had an affair with the private investigator, leading to your misunderstanding of Mrs. Hacith.
“She insinuated to Mrs. Hacith that your relationship was inappropriate, and that the Kimbere Group profited from the Hacith family’s illicit funds, half of which Kellie acquired through her affairs.”
Adam concentrated on cleaning the urn, softly apologizing, “I’m sorry. You cherished cleanliness above all. You shouldn’t have been exposed to such filth.
“Bring Kellie here… no, get her out of here. Don’t let her stain our home. She’s a curse.”
The secretary standing behind him couldn’t help but shiver. Adam was growing increasingly unstable.
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