Casey often reflected on his past, but he never mentioned the little girl named Izabe who used to follow him around like a puppy, dering she would marry him someday.


    He feared that if he brought it up, it might give Izabe ideas, and she would really want to marry him.


    Now, infected with a deadly virus, he was even less capable of giving Izabe the happiness she deserved than he had been in his foolish youth.


    "Izabe, if I die, engrave your name on my tombstone, I''m afraid I might forget you after I''m gone." Normally, people would have their loved ones'' names inscribed on their tombstones, so they could watch over them from heaven.


    If he died and had Izabe''s name on his tombstone, he would remember to protect her.


    The next night, Casey''s condition worsened. He developed a high fever and had difficulty breathing. Doctors and nurses in protective suits rushed to his aid.


    Izabe stood outside the istion room, her eyes fixed on the red light above the door. She felt her body growing cold, as if her own warmth and heartbeat were fading away.


    She moved closer, peering through the ss at Casey, who was fighting for his life inside. She pressed her hand against the ss, her vision blurred by tears.


    "What am I supposed to do if you''re not here?" she wondered. She couldn''t imagine a world without Casey.


    She had fallen in love with him three times; a youthful, stubborn love that refused to fade, a mature, deep love that had turned into an essential part of her life.


    Casey looked pale, his eyes tightly shut. His breathing had stopped. His heart was no longer beating.N?velDrama.Org holds this content.


    Suddenly, Izabe sprang into action. She started banging on the door, shouting, "Casey, Casey, can you hear me? You can''t die, you can''t!"


    "Please wake up!"


    "Don''t leave me!"


    Themotion attracted the attention of the medical staff. They tried to restrain Izabe, but she struggled, her eyes bloodshot.


    She felt a terrible pain, wishing she could go in there and share Casey''s suffering.


    Why had she been given this second chance at life? Izabe fell to her knees, her hands clenched into fists.


    The hospital staff managed to subdue her. Her tears fell to the floor as she called out Casey''s name, her voice hoarse with pain.


    Everyone in the hospital recognized


    the famous couple, Casey and


    Izabe. The rumor of their


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    rtionship had spread like wildfire


    on the inte, but now it was all too feal.


    If Casey didn''t make it, what would happen to Izabe? And what about his fans?


    Sometimes, people are forced to ept their fate, whether they want to or not.


    "What''s going on?" a familiar voice said. Izabe looked up.


    It was Presley.


    Presley, a renowned scientist who had developed a cancer drug, might know how to deal with this virus. "Presley!"


    Presley didn''t usually pay attention to celebrities, but he knew Izabe. She reminded him of histe sister, also named Izabe. "Presley! Please, save Casey."


    Presley paused. The pain in his


    chest was almost unbearable. He quicklyposed himself ande pushed away the hospital staff who were restraining Izabe. S


    "I''ll do my best," he promised, although he couldn''t guarantee anything.


    Presley put on a protective suit and went into the istion room.


    News of Casey''s condition quickly spread online, but was soon controlled by the Dempsey family. The hospital was on high alert, with the director fearing for the lives of both Casey and Brett, a fellow patient who had also been critically injured.


    Despite the absence of headlines, the rumor mill was enough to send their fans into a panic.