Chapter 108
Yvan and the medical staff searched for a full fifteen minutes before finally catching her trail through the security footage.
This woman had even learned how to dodge the cameras! Her cunning at such a time was terrifying to him!
Finally, people saw Matilda standing in the corner of the morgue, next to where Gideon lay. She was talking non–stop, tears streaming down her face as she spoke.
Yvan approached her and heard her apologizing.
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She said. “I’m so sorry, Gideon. I’m so sorry. You must be joking, right? I’m still waiting to celebrate your birthday with you.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t bring Logan home.”
“Please stop joking, okay? Gideon, I’m begging you to get up. I can’t live without you. How could you leave me?”
“Gideon… brother!”
Today was Gideon’s birthday. He had reminded Matilda at midnight to celebrate together that evening, but she could never have imagined that such a beautiful birthday plan would shatter so unexpectedly.
The moment Matilda learned of Gideon’s tragedy, it felt as if her entire world had collapsed from her phone.
Matilda looked up to see Yvan coming towards her, her gaze numb as she tilted her head towards him. Blood was still flowing from her ear, and her hand was covered in blood.
The medical staff watched with pity, while Yvan’s figure trembled slightly. He said, “Matilda, you’re hurt. You need to rest.”
“Rest?” Matilda murmured, repeating. “Yvan, aren’t you trying to kill me?”
Her retort left Yvan breathless.
Matilda gave a faint smile. “Isn’t this what you’d love to see? Today is my brother’s birthday. I want to stay here with him, I…….‘
“Enough, Matilda!” Yvan, with strength he didn’t know he had, grabbed Matilda by the wrist. Her arm was so delicate it felt like it might break with a little pressure. “You can’t keep doing this. Gideon is gone, and you need to move on. Logan still needs you!”
“Spare me your pretty words!” Matilda jerked her hand away, shouting sharply, “Who do you think caused all this? You always said I was making excuses, but what’s the truth, Yvan! Tell me, what have I lied about? My brother came to pick me up, he died because of me, and you
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can’t wash your hands of it! You are the original sin!”
You are the original sin!
These words pierced Yvan’s heart like a blade. He felt every nerve in his body tense up. He stepped back, looking at Matilda. “You need to calm down…”
“Calm down?” Matilda suddenly laughed, her voice almost silent, raspy like a growl, each word stabbing into Yvan’s heart. “Yvan… in fact, how could I ever owe you an apology? You better never forgive me because I will never forgive you.”
What was left for her to lose at the end of a dead–end road?
Nothing! She would no longer be threatened by Yvan!
Because her Achilles‘ heel had already been murdered by her own hands–and Yvan’s!
Yvan looked at Matilda, his handsome face clouded with the storm to come. “You better stop this…”
But Matilda spoke, her voice so soft it cut off Yvan’s next words.
She said, “God is kind, He forgives everyone, but Yvan, I am venomous, and I hope you, go. to.. hell.”