Chapter: 1299
Outside the hotel, Harold sat in his car.
His body was satisfied, but his heart remained empty. He would never obtain what he truly desired.
Rena. Rena.
He drove his black sports car, feeling absent-minded.
He had never believed in reincarnation.
But now, he yearned for another life. If there were to be a next life, he wanted to cherish Rena… He wished to bring joy to Rena and erase her bitterness.
Late autumn rain started to drizzle down.
He drove to Rena’s villa where warm Lights shone.
He imagined her teaching the children to play the piano, and how she would bake cakes for them.
On his way back home, Krista called him and spoke about family matters and his sister’s unhappy marriage.
The windshield wipers swept from left to right, angrily trying to wipe away the heavy droplets that came pouring down
Yet, the rain grew heavier, making it difficult to see the road ahead.
Holding the phone, Harold was lost in thought, unaware of the large truck on his left that was about to overturn… With a screeching sound of brakes, the massive slag car mercilessly crushed the sleek black sports car.
Blood oozed slowly from Harold’s forehead.
The crimson Liquid obstructed his vision.
Then, pain surged throughout his body.
He could barely move, and the darkness closing in around him signaled the end of his life.
With tremendous effort, he struggled to undo his seat belt.
His bloodstained hand fumbled inside his pocket and grasped the emerald necklace wrapped in a soft cloth.
He retrieved it with trembling fingers.
The precious item remained intact.
He had intended to give it to Rena. Thankfully, it remained unharmed.
In this moment of desperation, Harold realized how deeply he Loved Rena. He had only come to understand the depths of his feelings for her on the day of the school anniversary. In the twilight of his life, a realization struck him like Lightning. He had let go of a girl who had been by his side during his young age… A girl who was now going through difficult times.
He knew this was his retribution.
Harold whispered to himself, “Rena… I’m an abhorrent person. I don’t dare ask you to shed tears for me. I only wish for you to accept this necklace… Perhaps you won’t believe that I once loved you wholeheartedly.”
Darkness slowly enveloped Harold.
In his final moments, he recalled that one night.
Entering their home, he found Rena waiting for him under the warm glow of the lights. She had prepared the dishes and was leaning on the dining table, patiently awaiting his return…