Chapter 1130


    Aldyn, who just arrived, saw his cousin running out like a madwoman. He quickly called after her,


    “Where are you going?”


    Liana didn’t answer him, nor did she look back. She just bolted straight for the hospital exit. Even she


    didn’t know why she was doing this, all she could hear in her head was a voice incessantly urging her,


    just wait a moment, just wait a moment.


    She hurried back to the ind and the moment she stormed into the room, she saw Garett sitting in a


    wheelchair with Colter Clowers standing next to him. Their backs blocked Tyler from her view. The first


    thing she saw was these two dapper figures.


    The sunlight from the rooftop ss showered down on them, casting a soft golden glow on them.


    Garett might have known that she wasing and slowly turned around to look at her.


    “You finally showed up.”


    When Garett received the news of Tyler taking Liana away, he had already left the country. He had


    nned to have surgery, but postponed it. He never expected to see his friend who he thought was


    already dead


    His eyes were reddened, clearly having been through some grief. The inner suppression kept him in a


    daze for a long time. He just sat there, staring nkly at the man he thought was dead.


    Liana looked at Garett’s reddened eyes. After a while, she lifted her heavy feet and walked towards him


    step by step. It was only when she got closer that she saw Tyler sitting on the floor.


    The light was harsh, shining down and enveloping Tyler in it. He was surrounded by a golden glow, a


    faintyer that seemed to be his shield. He looked like an angel descended from heaven.


    This angel was leaning against the floor–to–ceiling window. One knee was bent with his right elbow


    propped up on it. Between his long, slender fingers, he was holding a gun. The muzzle was pointed at


    his own heart, and his stiff body made his posture very standard without the slightest movement


    The distance was still long, Liana couldn’t see Tyler’s face clearly. She could only face the light and


    follow the dry blood trail, step by step towards Tyler


    When Liana stood in front of Tyler, she saw his tightly closed eyelids, casting a silhouette in the light,


    covering his malicious eyes when he was alive.


    Now, he had let down all his defenses, escaped from the darkness, and was left with the paleness from


    excessive blood loss. But he still looked so handsome. The only regret was that he was now a corpse,


    devoid of life.


    Liana stood, Tyler sat, a ray of light stretched from Tyler’s toes slowly to Liana’s feet. The moment they


    connected, Liana finally moved her gaze from his face to his chest under the suit


    She slowly squatted down, extended her trembling hand, lifted the ck suit jacket covering his chest.


    The ring blood red had soaked Tyler’s white shirt. There wasn’t a spot on Tyler that wasn’t stained


    with blood.


    The blood on Tyler had dried and stuck to his skin. Liana tried many times before she could tear off the


    clothes stuck to his chest. What she saw was a bloody gunshot wound…


    Liana was a doctor, she could tell at a nce that this was a wound from a bullet passing through the


    heart…


    She stared at the wound in shock for a while, then slowly turned her head, her eyes desperately


    searching for the bullet, but she couldn’t find it. She only saw a dent on the wall where Tyler was


    standing, but she didn’t notice it at the time….


    She lowered her head, looking at her own hands. She had never fired a gun before, yet she was able


    to hit the target on the first try. She thought her shooting skills were bad and wouldn’t hit his heart, but


    that wasn’t the case….


    Liana’s vision gradually blurred, she looked at Tyler again.


    She could imagine how his blood slowly dried up, and then he died…


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    He felt death approaching bit by bit, but he could only sit there helplessly waiting for death…


    Liana’s hand trembled as she touched the gunshot wound. Although it was rotten and hard, she could


    still clearly see the hole…


    She didn’t look at Tyler once after she shot him, she just ran to find the key. She only knew he was


    bleeding, continuously bleeding, but she was too scared to look.


    at him.


    If she had looked at him then, would she have noticed that she had hit his heart…


    If she had gone back to save him then, could she have saved his life?


    If she had told Mr. Laurence about Tyler’s condition when he asked her, Mr. Laurence, not wanting her


    to be charged with murder, would have also sped up sending


    someone to save him.


    But she didn’t


    She was just furious at Tyler for severing Will’s hand.


    Facing the now dead Tyler, some questions kept nagging in her heart:


    Did Tyler really deserve to die?


    Who was to me for his faults?


    Wasn’t it her who fell for Tyler first?


    Wasn’t it her who pursued Tyler, who tried to get close to him?