chapter 1963


    Dior was still lost in her storm of thoughts when a shadowy figure zipped past her and ran toward


    Harry.


    When she spotted this familiar figure, she reacted quickly and held onto him.


    "Let go of me!" growled Guy. "How dare he p you and misunderstood you? I have to beat some


    sense into him!"


    Harry broke free and chased after Harry. 1


    Dior, despite having lost all hope and life in her, mustered thest strand of her will to chase after Guy


    and reeled him back. "Brother, don''t," she muttered, "spare your energy..." i


    Her sorrow clouded her eyes as she mumbled, "He’s the man I love. Even though he hates me, I won’t


    allow you to hurt him. As for the exnation..."


    Dior smiled ironically. "Whatever. That p decimated every beautiful daydream I have about him,


    anyway."


    She no longer expected anything from him.


    He had no trust in her, so what would it matter if she finally got him? He did not even love her, and he


    did not trust her either.


    Dior smiled elegantly, but her eyes were filled with sorrow, much to Guy''s heartache.


    This cruel, heartless man shattered his arrogant sister into this depressed, downcast person!


    Guy clenched his fists.


    He wanted nothing more than to beat this man senseless, but since Dior did not want him to, he did not


    and would not leave Dior''s side.


    He sighed and draped his jacket over her shoulders. He hugged her and said, ''Come, let’s go home."


    Dior stood on the ground and looked at him calmly, asking, "Is the Dragoul still recruiting?"


    Guy paused at this. ''Do you want-" "Yes," replied Dior, "I want to get in."


    From that moment onward, she had no more room for romance and love in her life. All she would ever


    want was to seed in her career.


    She wanted to forget her past and be an outstanding special agent.


    Guy pursed his lips. Although he did not want her to suffer, he also did not want to see her being


    mistreated by a man that she would suffer for a long period.


    She had to enrich herself and let time wash away her painful past.


    "Alright, then." Guy gazed at Dior. "I''ll arrange everything for you."


    Dior nodded and rposed herself before leaving with Guy in the end.


    Harry rushed into the emergency room upon reaching the hospital.


    He saw Sonia leaning on the bedside weakly, her face extremely pale and her neck thickly bandaged.


    He felt his heart aching at the sight as he made his way toward her.


    "Harry..." Sonia''s fair face was turned toward him, her voice unsettling and terrified as she said weakly,


    "I thought I was going to die, that I won''t see you again..."


    Harry hugged her andforted her, saying, "Don''t worry, I’m here. Don''t worry."


    The doctor by the side finished cleaning her wound and said, "Luckily, the cuts aren''t deep. There was


    a lot of blood, but the bleeding has stopped."


    Harry looked at her heavily bandaged neck and felt very guilty.


    This would not have happened if he did not leave, and he thanked his lucky stars that Sonia''s injury


    was mild, i


    If anything was to happen to her, he would never be able to forgive himself forever.


    Sonia cuddled into his arms. In contrast to her weak breaths, however, a sinister smile spread across


    her face.


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    Luckily, she had overheard his phone call with Dior. Otherwise, he probably would not have made it


    back here.


    Since he came back, this meant that Dior did not convince him...and she would never let Diorwin!


    Sonia, still in his arms, peered up at him with water eyes as she whimpered, "Harry, I’m so scared...


    Even though I''m saved this time, I’m scared that this might happen again. I might not get so lucky every


    time... Why don’t we leave this ce? Let’s go to another country, alright?"


    This way, Dior would never get the chance to spill the truth!


    Harry pursed his lips and looked at Sonia''s frail yet beautiful, but somehow, the image of Dior''s face


    lingered in his mind.


    He snapped out of his thoughts and instantly reached out to tuck Sonia''s hair behind her ear, saying,


    "Alright, I''ll listen to you."


    It would be good to leave this ce. He would not want to bring any further harm to Sonia.


    The guilt he felt for Dior had vanished after everything that had happened.