My Death Countdown (by Netulla) novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

As Davina had said, everything left in the apartment belonged to Adrien.

Sylvia had left nothing behind, as if she had long been prepared to leave.

Adrien broke out in a cold sweat, collapsing directly onto the floor.

Davina panicked as well, grabbing him and bombarding him with questions.

“Did you two have a fight? Her legs are already like that, why couldn’t you be a little more considerate? Why did you have to upset her so much?”

“It’s freezing outside–where could she possibly go? Think, quickly! If anything happens to her, how will you answer for the vows you made in front of Jason and Loretta?”

“Call her and apologize right now. Speak to her properly–she’s kind–hearted, she’ll definitely forgive you. Don’t just stand there!”

To Adrien at that moment, these words were like sharp blades, piercing straight into the most secret and shameful corners of his heart.

His lips moved, releasing urgent, heated breaths, along with confessions only he could hear.

There had been no argument; from beginning to end, she had never shown him any dissatisfaction, only bearing ev- erything on her own.

She had disappeared on purpose; this was her way of telling him that she already knew everything.

She would never forgive him–not no matter how many times he apologized, she would never come back.

Sentence by sentence, like a spell, these thoughts wound around Adrien’s heart, tightening slowly into a dead knot.

A dead knot he could never untie, even if he spent the rest of his life trying.

After knowing her for over twenty years, no one understood better than Adrien what kind of person Sylvia was.

She was brave and decisive; once she made up her mind, she would never look back.

Since she had chosen to leave in silence, it meant she would never give him another chance.

Three years of marriage, nine years of love, and twenty years of affection–all frozen in that one sentence: “I have to

go.”

She wasn’t asking him if he absolutely had to return to his country.

She was asking if he had truly decided to end everything between them.

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Chapter 9

And at that time, the only thing on his mind was Kiersten, who was thousands of miles away.

He hadn’t understood the farewell hidden within her words.

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The snowflakes of parting he had once ignored quietly brewed into a blizzard over the countless seconds that had passed.

A blizzard powerful enough to bury Adrien completely.

He stared blankly at the empty wheelchair in the distance, while the sounds of cars and people around him gradually faded into faint static.

Unaware, tear after tear welled up in his eyes as if programmed, then rolled down without warning.

Drip, drip, in sync with the ticking of the second hand on the wall.

His utter inaction finally pushed Davina, who was already frantic, to the edge of losing control.

She raised her hand and slapped him across the face, her voice already choked with sobs.

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