Chapter 875: Chapter 875: Sugar_1 Chapter 875: Chapter 875: Sugar_1 She opened the door and stepped out.
The brightness outside made Purple Sumrs’s suffocating heart suddenly lighten; she took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, as if trying to pour out all the gloom and lancholy within her.
The sunset dyed half the sky red, the fiery clouds piled up like a gorgeous, splendid tapestry.
Cedric Spencer followed her, and Purple Sumrs ordered, “Look into Lifepulse Hospital.”
Manager Charles nodded in agreent.
Purple Sumrs got into the car, remaining silent all the way. Nathaniel Sumrs’s words had caused great turmoil in her emotions, and she didn’t know how to dispel them.
She couldn’t save him.
Nathaniel couldn’t forgive himself, she couldn’t save him!
Maybe one day he would suddenly co to his senses, maybe that day would never co, he was just suffering, suffering, and continuing to suffer, wanting to drag her down with him!
This was torture!
Purple Sumrs couldn’t accept it.
The car ca to a stop at the entrance, but Purple Sumrs remained inside, not getting out.
Her expression was somber; the driver and the bodyguard thought she was pondering over sothing and didn’t disturb her with noise.
It was Manager Charles who received a phone call and then said to Purple Sumrs, “Miss, the results show it’s a private hospital chain, with a total of seven locations nationwide.”
“Let’s go find it now,” said Purple Sumrs. “Any clues, no matter how late, tell imdiately.”
Cedric Spencer promptly arranged the manpower, and they took flights to seven different cities that very day.
Purple Sumrs sat in the car, pondering for a mont, then said, “Go to the mountain villa; I’ll rest there today.”
Having been tornted at Nathaniel’s place, she wanted to fill herself with another kind of emotion, like soone who had been forced to swallow a bitter pill, desperate to stuff a piece of candy into their mouth.
Alexander Sumrs was her candy.
But the mountain was high and the road was long, and by the ti she arrived at the villa, it was already night; the dark, chilly house couldn’t provide her much warmth.
She turned on all the lights and, seeing their smiling faces on the photo wall, finally felt a bit better.
Cedric Spencer began to arrange the bodyguards for the night watch as usual.
Purple Sumrs said, “You can stay at the foot of the mountain; I want to be alone in the house.”
The road led only one way up the mountain; guarding the foot of the mountain would ensure her safety just the sa. Cedric had no objections.
When everyone had left and only Purple Sumrs remained in the house, she looked at the couple’s cups on the table and suddenly realized that Alexander Sumrs had left her for a total of three months.
So Purple Sumrs cursed fiercely in her heart: “To accompany each other for life is a lie; at least in this lifeti, you owe three months!”
Thinking this, her nose began to feel sour again.
She held back her tears, washed up hastily, and went to bed.
…
That night, she didn’t sleep well, haunted by all sorts of ssy dreams.
At six in the morning, Manager Charles called her, telling her that all seven hospitals had been checked to no avail.
If it wasn’t Nathaniel lying to her, then perhaps Clyde Sumrs was too cunning. Maybe he used a fake na or sensed sothing was off and imdiately fled?
Purple Sumrs hesitated, wondering if she should ease off for a while?
She was worried that if she pressed on urgently, Clyde might avoid taking Atra Blanc to the hospital to prevent revealing his whereabouts, thus delaying her treatnt. Nathaniel ntioned seeing Atra lying in a hospital bed…
As she was filled with these worries, there ca an indistinct noise from downstairs, like soone trying to open the door.
Purple Sumrs’s heart skipped a beat; she grabbed the gun from the bedside and stepped out of the room.
However, there was no more sound outside.
Purple Sumrs slowly approached the front door, doubting whether she had heard wrong when suddenly, the lock clicked, the sound of a key turning in the keyhole.
Purple Sumrs’s eyes widened in shock; the only person who could have a key to this house…
Before she could think further, the door was opened, and there stood a man outside, tall and imposing, with short, dark, and ssy hair covering his forehead, as handsoly devilish as ever.
His familiar scent, along with the fresh dew of the early morning, flooded in.
Purple Sumrs gazed at him fixedly, motionless for a long mont.
When she finally ca back to her senses, she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck and began to cry, the grievances in her heart surging like a tide, her voice choked with sobs.
“What should I do?” she cried, “Alexander, I’ve lost Mom!”
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