Chapter 1581: Chapter 1581: The Third Time
The Second Young Master Graves sobbed uncontrollably, “It seems to be my sister-in-law’s nickname.”
“Impossible!” Mrs. Graves wore an expression of doubt, “Those sisters, one is Madison Richards, the other is Zenaida Richards. Their nicknames aren’t Mady or Zenaida, how could it be Cherry?”
Her tone shifted, and she became cheerful again: “Now that Madison Richards is dead, it’s just right to marry the woman from outside in! I’ve said before, that Madison Richards is a jinx! Ever since she married in, your brother hasn’t had anything good happen to him!”
“Mom! Can you stop talking!” Gerald Graves was unbearably annoyed, “Brother is already like this, can’t you be quiet for a moment?!”
Mrs. Graves pursed her lips and wiped her undried tear stains with a handkerchief.
When she first heard the news, she was utterly distraught, but then the doctor informed her that Gavin was fine, only suffering from a double eardrum rupture due to the blast shock and a mild concussion.
Most inner ear injuries would heal on their own in about a month. If there is no improvement after a month, repair surgery would be needed.
These injuries are negligible for someone rescued from the explosion site alive. Even the doctor called it a miracle.
Gavin regained consciousness, and the doctor examined him again, finding his overall condition satisfactory.
The Second Young Master Graves clutched the doctor, nervously questioning, “Doctor, doctor, will my brother lose his memory? Will he forget about his younger brother and mother?”
“No need to worry, Mr. Graves just has a mild concussion, nothing serious, but during this period he may have dizziness, nausea, or reduced hearing. Family members need to pay close attention and contact the hospital if anything arises.”
The doctor reassured him with a few words, then left the ward. Gerald was still uneasy, asking Gavin on the bed, “Brother, say something, do you still recognize me?”
Gavin held his head, frowning in discomfort.
“Where’s your sister-in-law?” he asked.
Gerald glanced at his mother beside him, struggling to find the words: “Brother, you must be prepared… Sister-in-law, she, she’s gone…”
Gavin closed his eyes as scenes from before the explosion flashed before him. He was dazed for a long time before he hoarsely said, “Yes… she’s dead…”
She’s dead…
Died right before my eyes.
At that time, surrounded by ghastly apparitions and gruesomely tangled corpses with dark blood, a horrifying scene, all he felt was heartbreak.
If I had trusted her a little more, if I hadn’t dodged when she took the knife, if I could have held her hand without hesitation… would the outcome be different now?
So, at the brink of life and death, his love became so fragile.
It turns out, love willing to die for someone else, only becomes believable once life is truly sacrificed.
Gavin tightly closed his eyes, wishing to lock the scalding wetness within.
In his mind, he vaguely heard her sweet voice: “Gavin… I’ll cure your illness, I’ll be obedient, will you take care of me?”
Will you take care of me?
She asked this many times, but he never directly responded.
Because… he was afraid…
Afraid that after giving all his love, he would find himself just a replacement.
Afraid that what seemed to be deep affection was just manipulation.
But he forgot, she would be afraid too.
In the vast white snow, she fell into his arms, laughing nonstop: “Gavin treats me the best, I like Gavin the most…”
In the thick black fog, she looked at him blankly, smiling faintly and coldly: “If you don’t love me, no one loves me.”
Gavin realized he had lost something.
The most important thing in his life.
…
The survival of the Graves Family head should have been a great blessing, yet the entire Graves Residence was dead silent, as if shrouded in an unknown gloom.
Mr. Ghost Hayes stood outside the high wall, brushing off his sleeve, thinking: It’s time for me to act.
Tang, don’t blame me. Since I’ve sold you out twice already, a third time shouldn’t matter, right?