Chapter 814: You’re Always So Unreasonable and Selfish!

Chapter 814: Chapter 814: You’re Always So Unreasonable and Selfish!

The story Annabelle Linton just told Leona Grant was about the two of them. She hoped that after she was gone, Leona would eat well, sleep well, and live a good life.

"Will you do that, Leona? No matter what, with or without me, please forget me and live a good life, okay?" she thought.

Leona had a dream, one that made him miserable just thinking about it. In the dream, Annabelle died. He did not know the cause, but she was simply dead. He went to her grave and cried for a long, long time, but she never came back to life. Unable to accept this outcome, he searched everywhere for her. He scoured the ends of the earth but could not find her; she seemed to have vanished into thin air. And in this world, the only thing that could prove she had been here, that she had existed, seemed to be that single tombstone.

Leona woke up in a panic. It was completely dark when he awoke. The entire villa plunged into darkness, with only faint moonlight spilling in. He reached out to touch the space beside him where Annabelle usually slept, but she was nowhere to be found. His face turned pale.

He encountered similar scenes many times before, but this time the feeling struck him the hardest. It felt as if blades pierced through his chest, and the pain in his heart made his legs weak. He feared he would never see Annabelle again. He was terrified she would die like in his dream and never return, leaving him unable to ever find her. He dreaded a world without her existence.

"Annabelle! Annabelle! Honey, where are you? Say something if you can hear me! Sweetheart, where are you? Answer me if you hear this, I’m looking for you!" Leona jumped out of bed and shouted at the top of his lungs, calling out again and again.

But there was no sign of her. She was not in the bathroom, not in the next room, and nowhere upstairs or downstairs. "Where did she go?" he thought. Surrounded by endless darkness, Leona searched for her like a madman.

The moonlight was beautiful. It scattered across the blue ocean, draping a faint veil over the sea. The sea breeze carried moisture as it brushed against one’s face. The sound of the waves remained, rolling and churning. At this moment, loneliness and isolation intertwined. Annabelle sat barefoot on a rock by the sea. She drank wine and stared blankly at the vast ocean. The breeze gently blew her hair and her white dress, creating a quiet and tender scene.

"Annabelle!"

Annabelle sat quietly until she suddenly heard Leona’s voice. She barely turned her head before meeting his bloodshot eyes. He marched over, grabbed her wrist fiercely, and roared uncontrollably, "Where the fuck did you go?"

Startled by his sudden fury, Annabelle stammered, "You..."

Leona glared at her, fury flickering in his eyes. With trembling hands, he shouted, "You’re always like this! You never give me any sense of security. In your world, I’m entirely dispensable. I can be abandoned at any moment, right? You’re always so unreasonable, so selfish, and so cold! Didn’t you promise to stay with me forever? Why did you just walk away? Did you ever think about what I would do after you left? Annabelle, you don’t love me at all, do you!"

Leona’s frantic outburst left Annabelle stunned.

"Does he know something?" she thought.

As this thought flashed through her mind, a sharp pain pierced her heart. She suddenly felt empty, and the color drained from her face.

"It can’t be..." she thought.

Trembling, she looked up, mustered all her courage, and forced a calm tone. "Leona... what are you talking about?"