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Patrick pressed a knife against Michael’s remaining hand, forcing him to lead him to my
grave.
Before I died, I had told him how much I wanted to be back with my beloved dad.
So, Michael had buried me next to Donald in a beautiful mountain valley.
Patrick stared at my tombstone for a long time, his face dark with anger.
The tombstone had my photo on it, a smiling picture of me.
After a long silence, Patrick coldly ordered, “Dig.”
“Patrick! Are you crazy?! Disturbing Eliza’s rest? Even as a ghost, she’ll never forgive you!” Michael struggled violently but was held down by bodyguards, unable to move.
He could only watch helplessly as Patrick began to dig up my grave!
By then, my body had long been reduced to ashes, stored in an urn.
But Patrick recognized it immediately.
Because attached to my urn was a bracelet.
No one knew that bracelet better than Patrick. It was something he’d spent three days and nights making by hand, a token of my love.
It was also our love pledge.
He had once said, “Eliza, I will take care of you forever.”
Who could have known that all along, his real ambition had been the Walter family’s fortune,
and the only person he truly cared about was his first love, Betty?
Patrick knew that no matter what, I would never throw away that bracelet.
So, the ashes in the urn were truly mine, his wife’s.
Patrick trembled all over. “Eliza, you really are dead… How could you die?”
Michael looked at him with eyes full of hatred. “This is all your fault!
To get you accepted by the board of Walter Group, Eliza worked tirelessly, ran around, and even hurt her health, but still insisted on protecting your child.
her!
And what about you?
You abandoned her, ignored her, let Betty show off in front of her, and in the end, you killed
You always thought Betty was your ideal woman, but the one who silently helped you, the one who stayed with you all along, was Eliza!”
With every word Michael said, Patrick’s face grew paler.
Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He covered his ears, tears slipping from the corners of his
eyes.
“Stop! I told you to stop!”
Patrick had his subordinates investigate Betty.
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The information was quickly delivered to him.
One photo after another, showing Betty flaunting herself in front of me while I was pregnant.
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Finally, he couldn’t take it anymore. He covered his ears, tears slipping from the corners of his
eyes.
“Stop! I told you to stop!”
Patrick had his subordinates investigate Betty.
The information was quickly delivered to him.
One photo after another, showing Betty flaunting herself in front of me while I was pregnant.
And one document after another, telling Patrick that the one who stood by him when he had
nothing was me, not Betty!
His assistant also told him, “After investigation, Ms. Mason did not have a terminal illness and did not need a bone marrow transplant.
- up.
She’s not pregnant, either. Everything was just a scam with the doctor to fool you!”
See? It was so easy to uncover the truth.
But before, Patrick never wanted to doubt Betty.
When he learned all of this, he completely lost his mind!
If I was really his benefactor, what had he done all this time?
He forced my father to death and abused my mother.
And when I was giving birth, he was with another woman!
How could he accept that?!
“No, Eliza, how could this happen… I was wrong, I really was wrong…”
Patrick struck his head in a fit of madness, and after who knew how long, his eyes suddenly lit
He hurriedly left his worried assistant behind, jumped into his car, and appeared in front of
Heather once again.
As soon as he saw Heather, he knelt down without hesitation.
“Heather! I’m sorry! It was my fault before! Please forgive me!”
The high and mighty, cold Patrick was now kneeling, begging for forgiveness.
Heather wouldn’t even look at him. “What good is regret now?
Eliza is already dead. Donald is dead. Your child is dead.
Even Michael can’t pick up a scalpel again because of you!
You can never atone for your sins!”
Every word she spoke was like a knife, piercing Patrick’s heart.
Patrick’s tears fell like beads on a broken string.
“No, there’s still you.” He croaked, “Don’t worry, it’s just cancer. I’ll definitely cure you.
Eliza was always so filial. As long as I take care of you, Eliza will surely forgive me…
She will, she definitely will…”
Heather looked at him quietly, her eyes full of sarcasm.
For some reason, Patrick felt a wave of fear under that gaze.
“You won’t get that chance.”
Heather spoke softly, “Half a year ago, I gave up on cancer treatment.
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As soon as he saw Heather, he knelt down without hesitation.
“Heather! I’m sorry! It was my fault before! Please forgive me!”
The high and mighty, cold Patrick was now kneeling, begging for forgiveness.
Heather wouldn’t even look at him. “What good is regret now?
Eliza is already dead. Donald is dead. Your child is dead.
Even Michael can’t pick up a scalpel again because of you!
You can never atone for your sins!”
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Every word she spoke was like a knife, piercing Patrick’s heart.
Patrick’s tears fell like beads on a broken string.
“No, there’s still you.” He croaked, “Don’t worry, it’s just cancer. I’ll definitely cure you.
Eliza was always so filial. As long as I take care of you, Eliza will surely forgive me…
She will, she definitely will…”
Heather looked at him quietly, her eyes full of sarcasm.
For some reason, Patrick felt a wave of fear under that gaze.
“You won’t get that chance.”
Heather spoke softly, “Half a year ago, I gave up on cancer treatment.
I was the one who agreed to let you be with Eliza. I’m the one who wronged her.
I want to die with her, so she won’t be lonely down there.
I held on until now just to see you regret like this!”
After saying that, she coughed violently.
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Bright red blood slowly trickled from the corner of her mouth, proving that she wasn’t lying. She was still smiling, still laughing, as she said, “Patrick, I’m about to die, too. You killed Eliza’s entire family. Eliza will never forgive you in this lifetime.”
Patrick stood there, staring blankly at her as if he had fallen into hell.
