Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband (END) novel Chapter 1754

Skyler said nothing, just picked up her spoon and continued to sip her soup.

Taking in her frail figure, Zavier spoke again. "Your sister hasn't..."

He could hardly bring himself to say the word "died" when Skyler abruptly looked up at him, "My sister? I have a sister?"

Zavier was at a loss for words. She didn't remember having a sister?

The news of her "sister's death" had overwhelmed her with grief. She had fainted and then slept soundly for an entire week. Upon waking, she was eerily calm.

He should have known something was wrong. Was she truly unable to remember? Or was she pretending, putting on a show just for him?d2

Zavier couldn't be sure. The only thing he was certain of was the immense hurt his lie had caused her.

Memories of the past flickered through Zavier's mind like scenes from a movie, relentless and vivid. He had known for years the real reason why Skyler had been manipulating him. He knew everything and yet, he hurt her like a madman.

Even after she had fled from him, wounded by his actions, he failed to see his own mistakes until she faked her own death to escape from his life completely.

That was when he truly realized the extent of his folly over the years. That was when he understood the depth of the pain he had inflicted upon her.

All Skyler ever wanted was simple. It’s to live well, to live with dignity. That was all.

And he had destroyed her most cherished sense of self-worth, keeping her like a pet. She had lived a life worse than death.

In the two years following her 'death', he had been a shell of a man. Holding onto a sliver of hope that Skyler was still alive, he searched for her across the globe, as hope dwindled, ever so faintly. Just when he thought he could never find her again, there she was before his very eyes.

Garrett looked at Zavier with puzzled eyes, "You've searched for her for two whole years. Now that we've finally found her, why..."

Before he could finish, Zavier clutched his chest and began coughing violently again. Amidst the coughing, a mouthful of fresh blood spilled from his lips.

Garrett was startled, "Zavier, what's happening to you?"

Even as his body weakened to the point of barely standing, Zavier's eyes remained fixed on the woman under the streetlamp.

After she led her friends inside, leaving the spot empty, he still could not look away. He whispered, "I'm scared."

Garrett was even more confused, "We've found her, what are you still afraid of?"