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Chapter 800
Griffon’ soothing voice calmed Taya. She nodded at him, then stepped into the ward.
The man lying in the hospital bed was covered in blood, which had stained the sheet and blanket red.
The doctor must have just declared he was beyond saving, and there wasn’t time to clean him up yet.
Sitting aside, George held Amon’s hand as he wailed.
“Amon, I’m sorry for failing to save you. I’m truly sorry…”
Hearing George’s words, Taya’s eyes turned red.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhen she saw the blo ody sight on the bed, her sister’s wolf spirit couldn’t stop throbbing with pain.
She palmed her chest and walked stiffly up to Amon.
Lying in bed, the man moved his eyes with difficulty and blearily looked at the woman as she neared.
He saw her wearing a red dress. With shoulder-length hair, she let out a radiant smile as she waved at
him.
“Amon, if I win this competition, you promise to be with me, okay?”
Struggling to stay alive, Amon replied softly, “Okay.”
It was the answer he owed her, and he finally said it. “Coming to see me for the last time, Rosalie
should have heard it, right?” He wondered.
After George offered his seat, Taya sat down by the hospital
bed and heard Amon say “Okay” while looking at her.
She realized Amon had thought she was her sister and
stopped herself from calling him “Amon”.
Amon exerted all his strength to lift his trembling fingers and
touched her face.
“Rosalie… are you my Rosalie?”
Taya’s heart throbbed so hard that she shed tears.
She wiped her tears off and nodded.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Yes, I’m Rosalie.”
It had been four years since she put her wolf spirit into her body.
For the past few years, he had forced her to be Rosalie’s substitute, and she either refused or went
with it reluctantly.
Only this time, she willingly pretended to be her sister just to see him off for the last time.
When Amon heard her answer, he smiled knowingly, “So… my Rosalie is not dead yet.”
“How nice it would be if I could survive this and live happily ever after with Rosalie and Grace?” He
thought wistfully.
“It’s a pity that I’m dying…”
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