Chapter 355
“If I lose you, I would go even more insane,” Gregory said, giving a small smile.
Anathea’s heart jolted when she heard him say, “Anathea, I think Im insanely in love with you.”
Her tears fell heavily. “You’re not just insane but a liar too.”
She buried her face in his chest, soaking a large patch of his shirt with her tears. But Gregory felt nothing but overwhelming
contentment.
He might be a lunatic, but he truly wasn’t a liar.
Back in the private chapel, the moment he’d learned that Anathea was in danger, he hadn’t even felt the pain from the injuries on his back. There had only been one thought in his mind–to find her.
Thank God he’d made it in time.
Thank God his Anathea was unharmed.
Thank God he’d finally gotten to say the words that had been buried in his heart for so long.
Thank God… for everything.
Sirens wailed in the distance–police, ambulances, and firetrucks.
Anathea could barely hear them now. Her consciousness was slipping; she’d used the last scraps of her strength to get through everything just now.
She turned her head, catching a glimpse of Adam being lifted onto a stretcher and Giselle being helped out of the car. Her eyes grew heavier and heavier until they finally closed.
When Theo arrived and saw the chaotic scene before him–especially the metal rod still impaled in Gregory’s back–he staggered and nearly fell.
He rushed over to check on Gregory, sounding so frantic that his throat almost burned. “Gregory, what the hell were you thinking? How many lives do you think you have?”
Gregory only gave a faint, dismissive smile. “If Anathea had died, wouldn’t have a reason to live either,” he said in a chilling
tone.
Theo was so shaken by Gregory’s obsession that his skin crawled.
The last time he felt like this was in the private chapel, right had tried to run off to find her without a single word.
fter they’d received the news that Anathea was in danger. Gregory
Lennox hadn’t been able to stand Gregory’s suicidal behavior and had ordered people to hold him back. “She’s just a woman! Is she really worth you throwing your life away?”
“Anathea is not just a woman!” For the first time in his life, Gregory had roared at Lennox, the head of the family and a powerful figure in Castenea.
“You say she’s a jinx, right? Well, let me tell you this–I’m a dying fish, and Anathea is the water I need. I can’t live without her!”
That was when Theo finally realized he’d lost completely. He liked Anathea too, but he only wanted her to respond to his feelings.
Gregory, though, had already gone so far off the deep end.
Who said he wasn’t capable of loving someone? He loved Anathea to the point of madness.
But…
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Theo looked at Anathea worriedly. She’d already passed out, still cradled in Gregory’s arms. Even with the open wounds on his back still bleeding, Gregory refused to let her go.
Theo recalled how Anathea had looked when she said she wanted to leave. Her eyes were full of longing and light, yearning for freedom.
But now, seeing Gregory’s obsessive behavior, Theo couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
Could Anathea withstand a love this intense?
Anathea remained unconscious for two full days after that harrowing accident.
When she finally woke up, the sunlight streaming in was warm and golden. She felt as if her soul had drifted to the brink of death and just now returned to her body.
Even though her head felt heavy and her mind was foggy, she forced herself to sit up.
“Mrs. Sinclair, you’re awake!” Jenny exclaimed in surprise and joy as she quickly walked over to check on Anathea.
“How are you feeling? Are you in any pain?”
Anathea pressed her hand to her forehead and shook her head. She suddenly remembered the moment Adam had been carried away on a stretcher and immediately wanted to call to check on him.
But her phone was nowhere in sight.
“Where’s my phone?” Anathea asked.
“Your phone broke during the car crash, Mrs. Sinclair. It’s being repaired now.”
“Then could you lend me your phone for a moment?” Anathea looked at her.
At that, Jenny looked a little troubled. “I’m sorry, Mrs. Sinclair. Mr. Sinclair gave us strict orders not to give you a phone.”
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