Unbreakable Love His Passion for Her Transcends Death by Beanie Gold

Chapter 7 At Dewberry Manor, Xavier lounged on the living room couch after returning hand didn't bother turning on the lights.

He was so worn out that he massaged his temples while resting. Yet, his eyes soon snapped wide open as he abruptly woke from his sleep.

It was odd because he'd had another nightmare. Not to mention, it was about Yvette.

He couldn't believe he had dreamt about Yvette dying and that it had felt so real. When he looked at his phone, he realized it was only 4:00 am.

It was the end of their cool-off period, and they agreed to finalize their divorce together today. Xavier couldn't help but text Yvette. "Don't forget that we're finalizing our divorce today." Yvette was on the brink of losing her consciousness when she received that text.

Even so, she forced herself to send a voice message in response. "Sorry, I might not make it... But don't worry. We'll definitely get a divorce." Her death naturally meant their marriage would no longer be in effect.

Xavier inexplicably exhaled in relief while listening to Yvette's voice message. He had known it. How could Yvette be dead? He believed that she wouldn't be willing to end her life or their marriage.

+15 BONUS With that thought, he called her For the past few years, Yvette had seldom received calls from Xavier. He had always been straightforward and never beaten around the bush. So, he had rarely called her and had only texted. Yvette answered the ell, but Xavier's frosty tone rang out before she could speak.

He said, "My patience is limited, Yvette. You're the one who wanted a divorce.

"Do you regret our marriage because I didn't give you money? I bet 300 million dollars isn't possibly enough to satisfy you into marrying someone new." Yvette's throat constricted, and she could no longer hear what else he had to say.

Ultimately, she refused to admit to things she had never done. She willed her last bit of strength to say, "I never cared about y-your money throughout my m-marriage to you, Xav! "A-Also, I'm n-not divorcing you because of money! Y-You might not b-believe this, but I still w-want to say it. I didn't k -know about my mother and brother breaking the contract b -back then... "I-I won't marry anyone for 300 million dollars e-either!" She stuttered a lot.

Xavier could hear the intense wind and rain from her end of the call. "Where are you now?" Yvette couldn't hear him anymore. Instead, she held her +15 BONUS phone tightly while repeating, "I-If I had known about what m-my mother and brother had done, I-I wouldn't have chosen t-to marry you...

"I-If I had known that y-you had always loved D-Daphne, I- I wouldn't have married you either...

"I-If I had known th my dad would get into a car accident on o-our wedding day, i wouldn't have m-married you!" She repeated the phrase, "wouldn't have married you." Xavier could tell how aggrieved she had felt all these years from the way she spoke. Likewise, he detected how much she regretted marrying him.

All at once, he felt like something had lodged at the back of his throat, and he could barely breathe.

"What right do you have to regret our marriage? Weren't you the one who cried and begged to marryback then?" Shockingly, his deep voice was a little hoarse. Meanwhile, Yvette's voice grew softer, so much so that Xavier could barely hear her anymore. He yelled, "Yvette! Where are you now?" Yvette didn't answer him.

All he heard were her last words, "The truth is... I hope you can be happy..." Then, a thud sounded as Yvette's phone slipped from her hands.

The rainwater drenched it, and its screen gradually dimmed.

At Dewberry Manor, Xavier looked at the disconnected call +15 BONUS on his phone, panicking.

He tried calling Yvette back but only heard the emotionless automated response. "Sorry, your call cannot be connected at this time. Please try again later." He stood to grab his coat, wore it, and turned to head out. However, he froze at e door, thinking that Yvette was likely up to something.

They were about to be divorced. So, why would her affairs concern him? Still, Yvette's words continued to echo in his mind. "I-If I had known about what m-my mother and brother had done, I -I wouldn't have chosen t-to marry you...

"I-If I had known that y-you had always loved D-Daphne, I- I wouldn't have married you either...

"I-If I had known that my dad would get into a car accident on o-our wedding day, I wouldn't have m-married you!" Xavier turned around. Before he knew it, he was outside Yvette's old room. It had been over a month since she had left this room. He opened the door and entered the dark space.

The atmosphere inside felt oppressive and heavy.

Even after Xavier turned on the lights, Yvette's room seemed empty. She hadn't left behind any personal belongings.

Xavier sat down, opened the bedside table's drawer, and found a small notebook. Only one sentence was written in the notebook. "I believe those who choose to leave after the most miserable experiences do so because they have gone +15 BONUS through countless internal struggles before ultimately deciding to leave." A scoff cfrom Xavier as he read the elegant handwriting. "Miserable? Am I not miserable for having to be with you all these years?" He threw the noteboo' into the trash can. Yet, as he turned to leave, he found himse.. going back and neatly setting the book back on the bedside table. After that, he couldn't fall asleep again.

On the other hand, Claude didn't get much rest either. He felt like Yvette had been behaving strangely during the past two days, but he couldn't put a finger on it.

Like Xavier, he was awake around 4:00 am; he had received a call from Viola at that time. "Claude, could you helpcheck on Yvette? I just had a weird dream." Claude sat upright. "What dream?" "I dreamt something happened to Yvette. She ctoall drenched from the rain, tellingnot to forget to pick her up and drive her home..." Viola unknowingly teared up as she spoke.

"I'm worried that something happened to her. She didn't answer her phone when I called. A few days ago, she also toldto pick her up on the 15th. Something feels off..." Upon hearing that, Claude reflected on Yvette's recent behavior and got dressed immediately. "Don't worry. I'll head to her now.".

+15 BONUS Claude lived close to Yvette, so he reached her place in ten minutes. He opened the door but found the inside of her unit eerily empty. The door to Yvette's bedroom wasn't even shut, and the inside was empty. She wasn't there.

Claude wondered wh she could have gone at this hour.

There were two letters beside the pillow. Claude picked them up, opened them, and realized they were wills. One was for him.

It read, "I've transferred the rental fees to your bank account, Claude. Thank you for taking care ofthese past few days.

"Did you know? I never made any friends after I cto Tirion. Before we reunited, I thought I was a failure because I didn't have a single friend.

"Luckily, we crossed paths, and you maderealize I'm not as bad as I thought. For that, I thank you so much... "Don't be sad. I'm merely going to be with my dad now. He'll look after me." The other letter was for Viola. Claude opened it and saw the address where Viola was supposed to pick Yvette up. He sprinted out the door at once.

The western suburbs weren't far from there. The journey would only take around 20 minutes by car. Even so, Claude felt the drive took longer than usual.

He couldn't understand why Yvette, whom he believed to be a +15 BONUS talented, brilliant star, would choose to do something like this.

Yara was also on her way to the western suburbs at that moment. However, she was going there to take Yvette to the latter's wedding in exchange for 300 million dollars.

It rained heavily at the cemetery in the western suburbs.

Yvette had fallen over in front of the tombstone while raindrops fiercely struck her from above. Her long dress had long been drenched.

She was only skin and bones, and it seemed like she would vanish from this world at any moment.

Claude ran in the rain toward her. "Yvette!" One could only hear the wind and rain. Yvette didn't respond.

Before Claude could carry her, he noticed the empty bottle of pills beside her. He picked her up with trembling hands and was shocked at how light she was.

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