Chapter 655


    Chapter 655


    In order to prevent Taya from taking her own


    life, Amon had someone bring a chain and


    bind her hands and feet to the bed.


    The woman lying on the bed said nothing, showing no signs of vigor. She simply


    looked out the window at the sea.


    The ser vants who watched over her to


    prevent her from ending herself didn’t know


    what she was thinking, but they could see


    her eyes continuously shedding dry tears…


    She cried all the time, yet not a sound came


    out, and the silence was so profound that


    there was no trace of human breath.


    This went on for a week. She refused to eat


    or drink, seemingly determined to starve


    herself to death.


    Amon would not let her die. Nutrient


    solution was constantly poured into her body, keeping her barely alive.


    When George reced the bottle of nutrient liquid, he noticed Taya’s empty eyes, and felt his heart


    tremble violently.


    He lifted his hand and waved it in front of


    her, but she showed no reaction. He knew


    that her eyes had lost their sight.


    George quickly took out medicine to treat


    her eyes from the medical kit and stuffed it


    into her mouth, but she refused to swallow


    it and even spat it out.


    As George tried to persuade her, he saw her dragging the chain, turning her body towards the sea and


    whispering softly.


    “George, I just saw hime to me. Don’t


    save me, please…”


    Let her follow Griffon in this way…


    George stood in front of the bed, looking at the woman whoy there silently,


    and turned to ask Amon, who had been watching him.


    “Are you happy torturing Rosalie’s sister like


    this?”


    Amon leaned back on the armchair,


    supporting his left temple with one hand,


    and looked up at George slowly and calmly.


    “Your duty is to keep her alive, not to be a


    mediator.”


    George felt that Amon was crazy and unreasonable. “If this goes on, she will die.”


    Amon was indifferent and replied, “Then feed her some medicine to make her go into


    aa!”


    It would be so nice if she could justy


    quietly on the bed like before, without


    crying or making a fuss…


    George clenched his fists and was so angry that he didn’t want to say another word to


    Amon. He picked up the medical kit and left.


    After he left, Amon released his hand


    supporting his head, stood up and walked


    to Taya. He stared at her pale face and slightly furrowed his brows. N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    “Don’t forget, you still have to draw design sketches for your sister. With your eyes


    blinded by tears, how are you going to


    draw?”


    The woman on the bed still had no


    response, as if she couldn’t hear anything


    he said.


    For the past few days, she had been like a


    dead person, except for talking to George


    once or twice.


    Amon looked at Taya, impatience all over


    his face.


    He grabbed her cheeks and pried open her mouth, then picked up the porridge on the table and poured


    it into her mouth.


    Taya choked on the porridge and coughed


    violently, spilling it all over Amon’s fair back


    of his hand.


    He stared at the porridge on his hand, his


    handsome eyebrows furrowing deeper and


    deeper, but he suppressed his anger and


    took out a tissue to wipe her mouth clean.


    “If you want to die, I won’t stop you. But


    before you die, you need to help your sister


    complete the design drawings.”


    “Also, you signed a contract with me, and


    there are two more things that haven’t been


    done yet, which need to bepleted first.”


    Taya turned her head away, avoiding close contact with him, andy back on the bed, facing the sea


    again, choosing to remain


    silent.


    He just wanted to prolong her life and make her live for her sister’s goal…


    But for her, without Griffon, what was the


    point of living?


    Amon’s indifferent gaze fell on the petite


    back facing him.


    After staring at it for a while, he promised,


    “As long as you finish these tasks, I’ll take


    you back to our country.”


    His expertise was in conditional exchange, but Taya had fallen for it a few times before


    and now didn’t trust him at all.


    Her silence made Amon impatient. He got


    up and walked out of the room, his face


    cold.


    Two weekster, the nutrients were no


    longer sustaining Taya and she was gradually losing consciousness. Amon’s


    expression grew more and more grim.


    He sat by her bed, pinching her mouth and


    trying to force her to drink something when


    she suddenly grabbed his hand.


    “Griffon, is that you?”


    Trembling, she grabbed his hand tightly,


    slowly opening his fingers and interlocking their fingers together.


    “Why did you onlye to pick me up now? Do you know I’ve been waiting for you every day, until I


    couldn’t see anymore…”


    Amon lowered his eyes and looked at the small hand holding his own. His expression changed slightly,


    but he didn’t immediately


    shake her off.


    She followed his hand to touch his face, but


    it seemed that she didn’t feel the sharply defined face from her memory, a hint of disappointment


    shed in her eyes.


    “So it wasn’t him…”


    She let go of his hand, lowered her eyes,


    turned her body to the side, and buried her head in the nket. It was just an illusion.


    She thought, “You didn’te to me in my dreams, and now you don’te to pick me up. Have you


    forgotten about me…”