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His Heart Is Now Elsewhere

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Chapter 11

It hurt, it hurt so much.

Sylvia curled up on the ground, crying uncontrollably,

If he could not be resurrected, why would the system deceive itself in such a way?

Was it fun to play with her? Giving her hope and then completely destroying it, right?

If the system wanted to witness her painful death, she would oblige it.

She stood up from the ground, walked to the coffee table, took a fruit knife, and slowly approached

her own wrist.

This idea, in fact, had already been decided by her when Quentin passed away,

It was only at the last moment that the system appeared, giving her a glimmer of hope, which made

her temporarily abandon the idea of seeking death.

Now, it was tfor her to go and accompany Quentin.

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She closed her eyes, placed the blade on her wrist, and was about to exert force when suddenly the

door opened.

“What were you doing?”

A familiar sound came, causing Sylvia to freeze instantly.

She opened her eyes in astonishment and looked towards the door. The next second, the knife in

her hand fell directly to the ground.

Quentin! It was really him!

He was still the sas five years ago, with a handsface that carried a hint of aloofness. The

sunlight shone on his face, as if it was gilded with a golden edge, making him look as if a divine being had

descended.

Sylvia had never been so joyful before. She ran towards him, crying, and then tightly embraced him.

“Quentin! It's really you!”

“Where did you go? Do you know how much | missed you!”

“I was really scared, scared that you wouldn't cback...”

She cried uncontrollably, but this time, they were tears of joy.

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Just as she was about to ask him more, those long and powerful hands gently pulled her out of his

embrace.

He looked at her, his gaze gentle yet distant.

“Miss, who are you and how did you end up in my house?”

In the hospital, when Serwoke up, it was already dark.

He becunconscious only when he was extremely angry. The doctor gave him an infusion, and

now he is fine.

The hospital was quiet. He opened his eyes and immediately saw Sylvia's beautiful face.

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He immediately sat up and shouted loudly for his assistant’s name.

“Where is Sylvia? Taketo see Sylvia!”

The assistant rushed over upon hearing the sound, consoling with a helpless expression.

“President, please accept my condolences. Ms. Campbell has indeed passed away.”

Sersneered; his eyes filled with a chilling coldness.

“If you dare to talk nonsense toagain, just get lost.”

After saying that, he lifted the blanket and was about to get out of bed.

The assistant made up his mind and stepped forward to stop him again.

“President, accept the reality, Ms. Campbell has passed away!”

“When she was undergoing a heart donation surgery, the rescue efforts were unsuccessful, and she

had already passed away.”

“President, what on earth happened to you? You should have thought about it from the beginning,

especially considering that Ms. Bolton is the most important person in your heart. Now that she is safe and

sound, isn’t that enough?”