Filed to story: Mr Williams Madame Is Dying Novel Free Online (Madison & Hunter)
“It’s okay. I’m worried that I will lose my sight and my hearing later on. I may not even have the energy to pick up a pen.”
He had to write it while his condition still allowed him to.
Krystal burst into tears at the side. She looked at the deity she assumed would never fall.
And for the first time, she saw weakness on his face.
It was as if Hunter’s life was being stolen away instead of time.
Why would fate treat him like this? What had Hunter done wrong?
“Don’t cry.” Kelvin dragged her out. The people in the room were already in a low mood.
When she cried like that, everyone found it even harder to keep it in.
Hunter felt something tickling his throat. He coughed lightly.
However, blood sputtered out of his mouth and stained the white paper.
“Mr. Williams! Brent hastily ran over to him.
The fruits Willow was holding in her hand fell onto the floor with a thud when she saw Hunter coughing up blood.
Everyone looked at her. Tears slowly filled Willow’s beautiful green eyes. Crystalline tears splashed onto the floor.
Hunter wiped the blood on the corners of his mouth nonchalantly.
“Oh no, I startled the child.”
It was only then that Willow came to her senses. Crouching, she began to pick up the scattered fruits on the floor.
She carried some in her shirt. Then, she placed them on the table in front of Hunter.
Hunter was extra gentle to her. “Is this for me?”
Willow nodded, her large eyes still moist with tears.
Hunter’s rough fingers gently caressed the corners of her eyes.
“Don’t cry. I just coughed up some blood. I won’t die for now.”
Willow held a cucumber-like fruit to his mouth, expressing that he should eat.
“Alright, I’ll eat it.” Hunter couldn’t decline the child’s request.
Hunter hadn’t eaten in two days.
Oddly enough, the cucumber-like fruit exuded a faint fragrance that helped him regain some appetite.
He took a few bites of it. It was juicy, and the juice was refreshing and sweet.
Everywhere the juice landed on felt a little rejuvenating, and his pain was relieved a lot.
“Is this medicine?” he asked Willow.
Willow nodded. Then, she gave him more produce he had never seen before. He wasn’t even sure if they were fruits or vegetables.
Hunter hastily ate them. They couldn’t rid him of the toxins, but they did replenish some of his energy.
His body got a little better.
“Thank you, Willow.” He reached out again, caressing Willow’s head.
He couldn’t help but say, “I wonder who your parents are to have given birth to such a caring and adorable child as you.”
Willow blinked as she looked at him. Alicia looked a lot like him, so Willow wondered if he was her father.
Willow was deep in thought when Hunter removed his hand from her head.
“Sorry. I don’t have much time left, so I have to make use of every second I have. I can’t play with you.”
Even though Willow couldn’t speak, she was a mature and well-behaved child. Hunter wanted to play with her for a bit.
Sadly, he was running out of time.
He had too many things he hadn’t mentioned in his will. After eating, Hunter had to continue writing the will.
He didn’t rest for the whole night. He could feel that his life, which Willow’s blood had extended for him, was gradually trickling out.
His senses began to deteriorate again. Fortunately, he had completed his will. He wanted to save his remaining time for Madison and the children.
Originally, his life wouldn’t wane so fast, but he was constantly using up energy, so the toxin spread even faster.
First, Hunter wrote his last letter to Connor. The letter was very long, and he mostly wrote about his wishes. for Connor to grow up well.
He wrote that he wasn’t a good father and that he couldn’t give Connor a complete family.
Instead, Connor was forced to carry the burdens of the Williams family.
Still, he had always loved Connor, but he couldn’t keep Connor company anymore.
Next, he wrote to his mother. In reality, he didn’t write much.
After all, their relationship was quite cold throughout the years. He mostly asked his mother to take care of his son.
Also, he wrote that if she met Madison in the future, he wanted her to be nice to Madison and the children.
Lastly, he wrote to Zack and Alicia, the twins.
When he first met the two, they were just too young.
Now, they should be around five years old, so they must have gotten a good grasp of the world by now.
He expressed regret for not being around in their childhood.
He promised that after he died, he would watch over them as they grew up.
He sealed the letters with red wax, waiting for a chance in the future when someone would hand the letters to their recipients.
Hunter’s gaze fell onto the last sheets of white paper.
At that moment, his vision was getting very blurry, like someone with severe nearsightedness. Also, it was only getting worse as time ticked by.
He wrote a lot. Near the end, his hands were trembling, and his vision blurred even more.
As he recalled the past, tears splashed onto the letter.
His letter spanned almost ten pages, but he still felt that he had many more things to say.
He was almost sprawled on the table by now.
His hands were trembling beyond control, and his handwriting was all over the place.
He couldn’t quite see, either. He was writing by intuition.
He lost his grip on the pen, so in the end, it fell to the floor with thud.
Hunter bent over, trying to pick up the pen.
But his vision had gotten so bad that he couldn’t even see the pen. He could only feel around with his shivering hands.
His fingers touched a small foot.
Willow was the only one who wasn’t wearing shoes.
He looked up. Willow was very close to him, but he couldn’t quite make out her expression.
Willow stuffed the pen into his hand.
Gripping Willow’s hand, Hunter said, “I’ve already left instructions. After I die, if you’re willing, just follow them to the city.
“They’ll get the top specialist in the world to treat your voice. I’m sure you’ll be able to speak in the future.” Warm liquid splashed onto the back of his hand.
âWillow, are you crying? Hunter asked.
He suddenly chuckled. He was so foolish. Willow couldn’t speak, and he was turning blind very soon.
“What time is it? Sorry, I can’t see very well anymore.”
Willow took his hand and traced the number six in his palm.
“Almost six, hm? Time flies.” Hunter sighed lightly.
He could feel that he had almost spent all his energy on staying up.
“Kelvin,” he called.
Kelvin had also stayed up the whole night. His eyes were even redder now.
“I’m here, Mr. Williams. There was a sobbing tone in his voice.
Hunter chuckled. You’re a man. Why are you crying? I’ve already told you on the first day that life and death are predestined.
“I know, but… but I’ve never thought that it would be you, Mr. Williams …”
Everyone standing here was prepared to take bullets for Hunter and die for his sake.
If death were to come knocking, they were sure that they would die before Hunter did.
No one expected that Hunter would be poisoned while he was unguarded and that he would end up like this in the end
Brent squeezed Kelvin’s shoulder to comfort him.
“Mr. Williams, if you have anything to say, go ahead. We’re listening.”
Hunter reached out. “Help me to the table. I want to write my last words.”
“Alright.”
The two guided Hunter to the chair.
One of them placed the pen between his fingers while the other placed the paper by his hand so that he could gauge the distance.
Hunter’s hands were trembling like that of a Parkinson’s patient. He couldn’t even hold the pen properly, let
With great effort, he wrote the last few crooked words on the letter.
“Madie, I’m sorry. I love you.”
When he had written those words, he seemed to have used up all his energy. He had difficulty folding the papers, much less putting them in the envelope.
“Let me do it, Mr. Williams.” Sobbing, Kelvin took the envelope.
“When you meet Madie in the future, please give it to her in person.”
“Of course
“Brent, help me outside. It’s almost dawn, so watch my last sunrise with me. I won’t be able to see it in the future.”
Turning away, Brent secretly wiped his tears away. “Understood, Mr. Williams.”
Hunter’s footsteps were unsteady. He was losing his ability to walk as well.
In the end, Brent carried Hunter on his back. “I’ll take you to see the sunrise, Mr. Williams. Hang in there. I’m sure we can see it.”
