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Chapter 868
Armand uttered slowly, “He didn't have the guts to meet you because he felt guilty that he couldn't provide you
with a stable life. He said when you saw him, you would cry, and he didn't want to see you cry. Lastly, he hoped that
you could marry someone who could stay by your side for the rest of your life.”
Ethan's fear was something he understood well.
Back then, when he knew he only had a few months left to live, he didn't want to meet with Genevieve because he
was afraid of seeing her cry.
Even though Armand spoke calmly, Sally felt as though her heart was smashed by a rock.
Her head hung low unmovingly, but her warm tears dripped onto the bandages, soaking them entirely and rapidly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“How can he say such a thing...” She sobbed. I've loved him for twenty-odd years, yet he refused to let me see him
when he was about to die and even told me not to love him. Why is he so selfish?
“He said it because he loved you and that he hopes you'll be able to move on instead of living in the past,” he
explained.
It was then two knocks were heard on the door.
Sally assumed the private doctor had arrived, so she wiped her tears away and opened the door to let the doctor
in. Then she pointed at the cuffed man sitting on the couch.
The private doctor in his fifties was once a military doctor for seven or eight years.
When he saw a military knife lodged in Armand's chest, he calmly approached his patient and put his medical kit
down. Then he put on a pair of sterilized gloves, pulled out the knife, and sewed the wound shut.
The heart was the most fragile part of the human body, and the knife almost punctured it.
When the doctor pulled out the knife without anesthetic, Armand's eyebrows didn't even furrow slightly. He
continued to speak to Sally in a calm voice. “You love Ethan, not me. Even if my heart belongs to him, I'm still me,
and I still have a family I love. If you don't want to get married, I can take care of you for the rest of your life. I can
also become his father's son in his place and work for his family because that's what I owe him. However, if you
want me to sacrifice my love and become your puppet, 'd rather die.”
He raised his head and stared at Sally calmly. His words, however, were vicious. “If Genevieve had really died last
night, I would've made the entire Loake family pay the price for her death. If the woman I love is dead, then I'll find
no reason to play by the rules any longer.”
When the doctor heard that, his hand trembled for a moment.
He had no idea why Armand had the guts to say something like that, but Armand's collected attitude made him
believe that Armand was a man capable of doing that.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNo words left Sally's mouth as she stood with her arms crossed in front of her chest.
Half an hour later, the doctor finally patched up Armand's wound, applied medicine to it, and bandaged it.
After wiping the sweat on his forehead away, he noticed the bandages on Sally's hands had been soaked in blood.
He couldn't help but suggest, “Let me help you take care of that wound of yours, Ms. Loake.”
“It's alright.” The pain coming from her hands was quelling her anxiousness.
As she stared at the doctor packing his medical kit, she uttered, “You didn't hear anything when you came here to
treat Mr. Faulkner's wound today. Got it?”
“I understand.” Even if Gerald asked him about it, he wouldn't dare to say a word about what happened.
He believed the man in front of him was far more terrifying.
After Sally unlocked the cuffs, she tried to fix Armand's right hand. However, he used his left hand to feel where his
right hand was injured and fixed his right hand himself. A cracking sound was heard as he did.
She had no choice but to withdraw her hand. “I'll send you back...”
“No need. Just rest.” Upon finishing his sentence, he turned around and left.
When she also turned around, she only saw a closed door.
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