The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 446

"Why did you force my parents to their deaths? Tell me! Franco, tell me!"

"They were the people I loved most, and you killed them!"

The man's face looked as though the rain had washed away all its color, radiating a chilling frost. His lips barely moved.

"They deserved it."

Those three heartless words struck her like a lightning bolt.

She stumbled backward, opening her mouth to speak, but the violent surge of emotion stole her breath. Her vision darkened, the only thing still catching the light being the dazzling blue sapphire brooch pinned to her chest.

It was a rare gem Franco had acquired from an auction. For half a month, he had stayed up every night after she fell asleep, meticulously crafting and polishing it by hand.

The head of the White Group, a man with endless responsibilities, had done all that for her.

A proposal in a sea of flowers. What an absolute joke!

The past two weeks had felt like a dream. The man she was supposed to marry was the monster who had driven her parents to their graves.

She ripped the brooch off and threw it into the crescent lake without a second thought, the pouring rain battering her trembling body.

"How could you act like nothing ever happened?!"

"Franco, you are terrifying!"

The memories she had lost flashed through her mind like a cinematic reel.

Every single scene was saturated with her desperate agony. Her heart-wrenching screams were swallowed by the wind, sounding like choked, blood-filled sobs.

"I will never marry you. I'd rather die."

"Every second of my past makes me regret ever meeting you. I shouldn't have met you, and I definitely shouldn't have fallen in love with you!"

"Why didn't you just kill me too?!"

It hurt so much...

Petty plummeted into a boundless, suffocating darkness. She heard herself crying, screaming. The tidal wave of emotions sent her body into rigid spasms.

Just as the doctor turned to leave, Jay spoke up. "Tell the boss his wife is waiting for him."

The rain in Cabinda showed no signs of stopping.

At the other end of the emergency room hallway, the elevator doors opened, and Jackson hurried out.

"How is it?"

It was pouring outside. He hadn't even waited for the bodyguards to pull the car into the garage before throwing the door open and rushing straight to the ER.

Seeing Jay and Galen standing there like statues, his heart sank. The color drained from his face before he managed to speak.

Jay glanced up at Jackson's damp hair and silently shook his head.

Jay's own wounds had just been bandaged. He hadn't even put his jacket back on, standing outside the resuscitation room in just a black short-sleeved shirt.

"Where is Petty?" Jackson's expression was grave. He took a tissue handed to him by a bodyguard, gripping it tightly. His fingers shook slightly, and he looked so panicked he could barely stand.