Chapter 1322
Before anyone else could react, Kenneth quickly stepped forward, gave Everett a hard shove, then turned and made his way to the top floor- He didn't even...
Glance back at Dorothy one last time!
Because Kenneth was afraid he wouldn't be able to leave if he did.
Caught off guard, Everett stumbled a few steps and crashed hard against the wall, but he ignored the pain, immediately getting up to chase after Kenneth.
If he died in his place, Dorothy would live with guilt for the rest of her life, and he would owe Kenneth forever!
He didn't want to owe that man anything!
"Everett!"
Dorothy cried out instinctively.
She too ran after Everett, but unfortunately... they both missed the direct elevator to the rooftop!
At that moment, with no time to spare for second thoughts, Everett immediately took to the stairs, chasing upwards-
He didn't even look up, so he had no idea how many floors he had climbed when suddenly, a gunshot rang out from the rooftop!
It was so piercing.
As if it hit Everett right in the heart!
His steps halted, his entire body feeling as if it had been drenched in ice-cold water, completely frozen.
"Kenneth!"
That was Dorothy's shriek!
She wasn't as fast as Everett, so she was two flights of stairs below.
Everett had never felt such shock before, even forgetting how to react!
Until he heard Kevin's voice from downstairs, "Ms. Johnson, Ms. Johnson, wake up, please! Don't scare me!"
"Mr. Thompson! You need to come back, Ms. Johnson has fainted!"
...
Dorothy felt like she had been in a long dream.
She dreamt she was poisoned by Quincy, dreamt Lane killed Quincy, dreamt Everett arrived just in time to save her, and then... Then Kenneth!
She dreamt Kenneth was dead!Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.
Dorothy suddenly opened her eyes, a blinding light shining down on her, causing her to furrow her brows in discomfort. "You're awake!"
Perhaps because she had just regained consciousness, Dorothy could hear someone speaking beside her, but she couldn't make out the words clearly.
She tried to move her fingers, only to realize her hand was being held by someone.
The palm was warm...
A familiar sensation.
Dorothy turned her head towards the person, locking eyes with Everett's deep gaze. "Ev..."
She tried to speak, but her throat was so hoarse that no words came out!
Everett raised his hand, gently stroking her gaunt cheek, "You've just woken up, don't rush to speak, take it easy."
But now, Dorothy had so many questions!
She looked at Everett, trying to read something from the subtle expressions on his handsome face.
But then.
Dorothy's heart sank.
Because after Everett said those words, he fell silent.
What did that mean?
If Kenneth was alright, then Everett would have told her straight away to put her mind at ease, instead of keeping silent, telling her not to speak yet.
"He... he really is..."
Dorothy's voice had never sounded as terrible as it did in that moment, as if her throat had been destroyed, barely able to produce a hoarse monosyllable.
Everett pressed his lips together, and after a moment, lowered his eyelashes.
"The doctors did everything they could."
He had gathered the best doctors in all of Eldorria City to the hospital, but... Kenneth's injuries were too severe. Unless a miracle happened.
A tear suddenly slid down Dorothy's cheek.