Chapter 85. Adrian’s Dream.
"The day I married her, I promised to protect her. Dying with that promise unfulfilled is my greatest regret."
The old man had his back to Adrian, Adrian called out to the old man. "Whom are you talking about, Sir?"
The old man was still looking ahead as if he hadn’t noticed Adrian, He tilted his head up and whispered with the wind. "The world told me to let her go, but how can you let go of the person who gave you your greatest dreams?"
Hearing the choking in the old man’s voice, Adrian asked. "Was she your beloved?"
"Of course. She was the life of mine. I married her but She wasn’t just my wife; she was the heartbeat of my life. When she vanished, the rhythm of my world faltered."
Adrian felt sympathy for the old man. He recalled that when he heard that Ethan was kidnapped his heart had almost paused for a moment. He wanted to be with Ethan.
It was only a week but for Adrian it was like a whole year had gone by.
So when he saw the old man who had lost his beloved. Adrian wanted to let the old man relax and share his emotions to his heart light.
However, Adrian suddenly heard Ethan’s voice.
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Ethan sat by the edge of the bed, his hands shaking as he gently shook Adrian’s shoulder for what felt like the hundredth time. Adrian’s face was pale, his body drenched in sweat as his head tossed slightly on the pillow.
His black hair clung to his forehead, matted with perspiration, and his breath came in uneven gasps. Ethan’s heart pounded, panic settling deep in his chest.