Novel Titanic
Chapter 1142
Chapter 1142 Wait for Her to Wake Up, Even if You Want to Commit Suicide
"At that time, Owen proposed that you take his daughter up there as a bargaining chip to exchange for Miss. Graves's life. And when he said that, Miss. Graves suddenly lost control of her emotions, so the scene of falling off the cliff happened. I don't think she did it unintentionally, but... she didn't want you to replace her and fall into danger."
Bert's face turned pale, and his mind went blank. At that moment, Alivia was in a desperate situation, with a steep cliff behind her and heartless kidnappers. She could have waited just a little longer to be rescued, but she made a resolute decision to step back for him.
People made decisions in desperate situations entirely by instinct. At that moment, perhaps she had not even reacted before she fell.
Wasn't she afraid of death?NôvelDrama.Org (C) content.
Everyone was afraid of death, but she would rather bear it herself than let him die.
At that critical moment of life and death, the girl who appeared so carefree and avoided him with cold eyes resolutely put her own safety aside. What kind of courage and strength supported her?
Perhaps he didn't understand before, but at this moment, he seemed to have woken up from a dream and understood everything.
It was love.
She loved him, so she protected him at the risk of her life. Although she had never expressed such deep affection for him, and even her confession was just a sincere "I like you," he had never thought she would love him so much.
At this moment, Bert's face turned pale, and he couldn't say anything. But it seemed that whatever he said would be unnecessary.
He forgot who hung up the phone first and how he walked from the operating room to the rooftop. He stood at the highest point of the hospital and climbed onto the highest platform, with the railing only reaching his lower thigh.
He looked down at the people and cars below, appearing as tiny as ants, bustling and moving around, but he couldn't find that one figure he most wanted to see.
She was in the ward, and her life was uncertain.
Bert took out a cigarette from his pocket, many of them already damaged, but he finally found one that was intact. He lit it and took a deep drag, looking up at the hazy sky above, the sun's dazzling rays piercing through, making his eyes warm and teary.
The wind blew the corner of his clothes, and his body was still stained with Alivia's blood. He forgot how long he had been standing there. It had been so long since he had finished smoking, and his body was swinging back and forth like he was about to fall off at any moment.
It was so high up here that looking down made Bert feel dizzy. The height Alivia was at the back then must have been just as terrifying as this.
When Huston pushed open the door of the top floor, he saw such a scene. His dark pupils shrank, and he ran over to pull Bert down to the ground. He shouted, "Bert, what are you doing!"
Bert was pinned down, looking indifferent, his gaze seemingly unfocused, and his voice tense and dry, "It's none of your business." "Do you want to commit suicide? Jump off the building?" Huston's voice was not gentle, as if he wanted to give him a punch, but seeing his desolate appearance, he held back, "Your life was exchanged for Alivia's. Even if you want to die, wait for her to wake up and ask her, okay?"