BookToReadChapter 502 Violet lunged forward, wild-eyed and frantic, the knife flashing in her hand. Victoria gasped in horror and threw herself over Gwyneth, shielding the girl with her own body as the blade cdown.
McNeil saw the danger a split second before the knife struck. He hurled himself toward them, just as the blade was about to pierce Victoria.
"Vicky! Gwyn!" But Violet's aim was unerring; the knife plunged straight into McNeil's chest with brutal force, driven by all the fury and resentment she harbored. Blood welled up instantly, staining his shirt as he clutched the wound.
Violet's real target had been Victoria-she'd waited for Victoria to step in front of Gwyneth, then struck with all the speed and determination she could muster. But she hadn't intended to kill McNeil. She didn't love him, not really, but the man had money-he'd promised her a future. If he died, what would becof her? "McNeil !" The cry cfrom Victoria. She pressed her hand over Gwyneth's eyes, voice trembling. "Don't look, sweetheart. Go with the men outside, now." She gestured urgently for her bodyguards to take Gwyneth away. As they hustled the girl out, Victoria pressed her hands to McNeil's wound, desperately trying to staunch the bleeding.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMcNeil's gaze found hers, his lips slick with blood. "Gwyn-" The nwas little more than a whisper. He collapsed into her arms, struggling to form words.
"Gwyneth is safe, I promise. She's fine." Victoria's voice was raw. "Why did you jump in front like that? I could have protected her." The pain was excruciating, radiating through every inch of her as she watched the man she'd once loved bleed out before her eyes. She had given everything for him once. Now, his life was slipping away, and there was nothing she could do.
"This is my fault-" He lifted a trembling hand, trying to brush away the tears streaking down her cheek, but his strength was already failing.
Victoria looked down; blood was seeping through her fingers, warm and unstoppable.
"The ambulance is almost here. Hold on, McNeil. Please, just hold on a little longer. I'm begging you." McNeil forced a weak, crooked smile. Even the smallest movement was agony now.
"Vicky... I'm sorry. I... love... you." He'd never said those words to her before. He'd loved her, but somewhere along the way, work and ambition had swallowed everything else. Maybe it had started the first the met her, when his heart had pounded in his chest and he hadn't understood why.
He'd worked day and night to build the Langford Group into the crown jewel of Starfall City, and she'd been by his side through it all, holding him up when he thought he'd break He'd never stopped to appreciate what she'd done for him, never realized how much she'd given up.
When it was all over, when he finally had everything, all he'd wanted was to keep her for himself, hide her away from the world. But he'd been selfish and blind, hurting her again and again. He knew, deep down, that nothing he could give her now would ever restore the heart she'd once offered him.
Blood kept pouring from his wound and the corner of his lips. Victoria's face blurred before his eyes.
He saw her tears, and it broke him he couldn't bear to see her cry, couldn't tell if it was the knife or his love for her that hurt more.
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"Don't cry, Vicky. I'm not worth your tears," he managed, gritting his teeth as he tried to smile, summoning the last of his strength. "Find someone who can truly love you. Someone who'll take care of you. Don't ever get tangled up with someone likeagain." He reached for her face; Victoria caught his hand in hers, their fingers slick with his blood. She held on tight.
Violet, standing nearby, could barely watch. "What is this, huh? McNeil O Victoria- what are you two, anyway?" Her voice was bitter, but moments later, the police burst in and dragged her away.
McNeil looked at Victoria one last time, his eyes full of regret. "It was always help You were always the one helping me. I was just... too selfish.
My love-" His words faded as his eyes closed. With a final, shuddering breath, he drifted into silence, guilt and sorrow etched across his face.
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