Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
Once the scene was secured, the body would be taken away by the police, and she would never see Erin again. Well, that was for the best, wasn’t it? After all, he deserved it, right?
If he hadn’t severed Henry’s tendons, hadn’t raped her in front of Henry, how could she have shot him? He brought it upon himself, it had nothing to do with her. Why should she go see him one last time? Why, on what grounds?
Stella weakly raised her hands, burying them in her hair, and her lowered chin hit the edge of the hospital bed, causing a She didn’t even notice…
Strangely, she could hear the ticking of the clock in her ears. Tick tock, as if telling her that if she waited a little longer, it would be too late, it would never come again…
When the ticking reached the last stroke, Stella suddenly sat up and, at lightning speed, rushed out of the hospital room…
Andrey, who had just rushed over, saw his cousin and ran out like crazy. He quickly shouted to stop her, “Where are you going?”
Stella didn’t answer him, without even turning her head, she rushed out of the hospital. She didn’t know why she was doing this, there was only one voice in her mind, constantly reminding her to wait, just wait a little longer…
She hurriedly returned to the island and rushed into the room. In that instant, she saw Ryan sitting in a wheelchair, with Zoey standing next to him. Their figures blocked Erin, and the first thing Stella saw was the two straight and neat figures in suits…
The top floor glass was illuminated by sunlight, enveloping the two of them in a faint golden light. They probably knew she was coming, and Ryan slowly turned his head.
“You finally came.”
When Ryan received the news that Erin had taken Stella away, he had already gone abroad. Planning to have surgery, he postponed it. According to what Erin had said in his memory, he came to Panama, but he didn’t expect to see his deceased friend.
His eyes were dark red, clearly filled with grief. The heaviness in his heart made him unable to come back to his senses for a long time. He just sat here in a daze, gazing at the man leaning against the glass.
Staring at Ryan’s reddened eyes for a while, Stella took heavy steps and walked closer. As she got closer, she finally saw Erin sitting straight on the floor…
The light was dazzling, when it came down, it enveloped Erin completely, as if he had crawled out of hell. Covered in a faint layer of golden light, it seemed to become his protective color, making him appear pale all over, as if a heavenly god had descended.
This divine being leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, with one knee bent and his right elbow resting on his knee. Between his five slender fingers, he held a gun, the barrel pointing towards his own heart. He was already stiff, maintaining an extremely standard posture without moving a single bit.
They were still quite far apart, and Stella couldn’t see Erin’s face clearly. She could only face the light and follow the dry bloodstains, taking small steps, moving closer to Erin.
In that instant when she stood in front of him, Stella saw Erin’s tightly closed eyelashes. In the light, they cast a long silhouette, covering his once fierce eyes.
At this moment, he had shed all the thorns and darkness, leaving only a pale face. His deep and three-dimensional features were still handsome, but the only regret was that there was no more blood flowing through him. Like a corpse, he would never have vitality again.
Stella stood while Erin sat, and there was a beam of light between them, slowly spreading from Erin’s toes to Stella’s feet. In that moment of connection, Stella finally moved her gaze away from his face and looked at the heart beneath his suit jacket…
She slowly crouched down, trembling hand reached out and lifted the black suit jacket that covered his chest. The glaring blood red, soaking the white shirt, there was not a single place without bloodstains.
The blood had dried, sticky on the skin. Stella tried many times before tearing off the clothes sticking to the wound on his chest. What came into her sight was a bloody and mangled bullet hole…
Stella, being a doctor, could see at a glance that the bullet had hit his heart, and it had gone through….
She stared at the wound for a long time, then slowly turned her head, her anxious eyes searching for the bullet everywhere, but she didn’t see it. All she saw was the wall where Erin had stood at that time, with a dent in it, but she didn’t notice it then…
Her eyelashes drooped, her gaze moved to her own hand. She had never fired a gun before, but she had managed to hit the bullseye on her first try. She thought her marksmanship was not good enough to hit his heart, but she didn’t expect…
As Stella’s vision gradually blurred, she looked back at Erin again. In the hazy mist, she discovered that Erin didn’t die on the spot, but…
It was only after all the blood in his body slowly drained that he died…
He felt death approaching bit by bit, but helplessly sat here waiting for death…
At that time, she didn’t even glance at Erin, she rushed over to find the key after firing the gun. She only knew that he was bleeding, bleeding uncontrollably, but because she was afraid, she didn’t dare to look at him.
If she had looked at him at that time, would she have realized that she had hit his heart? It takes a long time for a person’s blood to completely drain.
If she had returned to save him at that time, could she have saved his life?
If, when Mr. Evans asked her, she had spoken about Erin’s condition, would Mr. Evans have sent someone to save him to prevent her from committing murder?
But she didn’t.
Now, looking at Erin, who was dead beyond recognition, there was a voice that keeps asking her;
Erin, was it deserved for you to die?
Whose fault was his mistake?
Wasn’t it her who liked Erin first?
Wasn’t it her who pursued Erin and tried every means to get close to him?
Didn’t he have a reason to not like himself, to despise himself, and to hate himself?
He already hated them because her aunt was a mistress and the one who drove his mother to jump off the building. With such a culprit by her side, taking away the fatherly love that should have belonged only to him, he despised her. Isn’t that justified?
If we talked about grievances, we had to blame the shameful behavior of the elders, which caused a lifelong psychological shadow for the younger generations, following them throughou their lives.
If Erin’s resentment originated from the elders and then vente onto her, then her resentment started from Erin sending someone to gang-rape her. It’s a cycle of cause and effect. ices, there must be an end. Their end was her revenge on Erin, making him fall in love with her. Initially, he didn’t love her, but she dragged him into hell.
If she hadn’t made Erin fall in love with her in this way, then Erin wouldn’t have bothered her. The final result between them might have been indifference. How could it have come to this?
But with the existence of cause and effect, she still dragged him into hell. Since she descended into hell, there would inevitably be no good outcome, only this kind of ending.
It’s just that Stella felt that her hatred has finally been relieved, and she could finally laugh out loud. Retribution was not delayed, Erin, it was your turn to die. But at this moment, she couldn’t say it out loud..
She stared blankly at Erin’s bloodless body, recalling the first time she saw him. She was wearing faded clothes, holding a dirty little suitcase, standing in the living room, looking around at the magnificent surroundings, and then seeing Erin coming down from the escalator…
He was wearing a small white suit, black leather shoes, s, meticulously combed hair, and a clean and delicate face without a hint of a smile…
Stella came from a small county town and had never seen a child of the same age like this before. She felt that this child in front of her exuded nobility from head to toe, with a touch of resentment and unruliness in his eyes. Although he was only seven, it was as if he had hidden a lot of grievances, staring coldly at her….
At that time, Karen pushed her from behind, saying, “Stella, quickly call Erin brother…”
Stella saw Erin’s obviously unfriendly gaze, feeling a bit scared, but still timidly called out, “Erin brother…”
Erin didn’t even bother to respond to her. He just walked into the dining room on his own. Stella saw that as soon as he sat down at the table, two servants immediately came forward to serve him. Stella thought to herself that young masters are all spoiled. There’s nothing special about them. But when she saw him, at such a young age, calmly wearing sterile gloves and pushing through the crowd to save an elderly person with a sudden illness, she realized that he was different from other young masters.
At that time, Stella saw Erin with a layer of brilliance. For this brilliance, she gave up everything and followed behind Erin, shouting after him, “Erin brother, can you teach me how to cure and save people?” Erin mostly ignored her and got annoyed by her questions. He would yell at her, “You have no talent. Wait until you grow up and learn it yourself.” His meaning was that she had limited understanding and was too young to learn. Stella didn’t understand, but instead, she was scared and cried by his angry yelling.
At that time, Erin was both impatient and at a loss. He coaxed and scolded, saying, “Stella, I give up on you. Stop crying. If you keep crying, my head will explode!”
Their relationship, from the beginning, was just a small quarrel between children, with ups and downs, but they never hurt each other. When did things start to go bad between them?
It just occurred to me. It was when Erin had a conflict with Karen. Stella was too young at the time and didn’t understand the specific reason for the conflict. All she knew was that Thomas slapped Erin so hard that his eyes turned white, and he fell to the ground convulsing. If it hadn’t been for Erin’s grandfather arriving in time, he would have died on the spot.
Since then, Erin transferred his hatred towards Karen onto her. The sunny and handsome Erin brother, who used to smile at her and occasionally be a little impatient, disappeared. What remained was the dark and bloodthirsty Erin…
