He Stole My Sixty Years Of Hard Won Lifespan Chapter 07

He Stole My Sixty Years Of Hard Won Lifespan Chapter 07

Almost instinctively, Evan looked up at the screen.

Name after name scrolled past.

Then it stopped.

A black-and-white photo filled the display.

It was Mira.

Beside her name, four blood-red words burned across the screen.

## BIOLOGICAL TERMINATION.

The wineglass slipped from Evan’s hand.

It shattered across the floor.

Evan lost his mind.

He used every connection and every privilege the Pierce family possessed.

He used every privilege he possessed, turning the entire Time System upside down.

Every search ended with the same response.

## Biological Termination. File Archived.

He refused to believe it.

How could Mira be dead?

She was the woman who’d stolen food from the jaws of monsters.

—

The woman who’d survived three days and three nights hidden in fifty-below snow.

How could someone like her…

Just disappear without a trace?

Like a man possessed, he waited at portal exits across every district.

Every place she might possibly appear.

Finally, half a month later…

He found her behind an underground clinic on the black market.

Mira was leaning against a tall man as they walked out.

She’d lost so much weight she was barely recognizable.

Her face was as white as paper.

She looked as though the slightest breeze could knock her over.

But she was alive.

Evan’s eyes turned red.

It was jealousy.

It was relief.

It was the joy of getting back someone he’d already lost.

He rushed forward and grabbed her wrist so hard it felt like her bones might snap.

“Mira!”

—

“You lied to me after all!”

“Are you done with this yet?”

“Come home with me!”

Liam’s face darkened.

He threw a hard punch straight into Evan’s face.

“You bastard.”

“Let her go!”

Evan stumbled backward.

Blood immediately ran from the corner of his mouth.

He didn’t even seem to feel it.

His eyes never left Mira.

The possessiveness in them was almost tangible.

“Mira…”

“Please, stop this.”

“Come home with me, okay?”

“I know I was wrong.”

“I swear I’ll never make you unhappy again.”

His voice softened.

Without realizing it, it carried desperation…

—

And fear.

The struggle was too much for Mira’s weakened body.

She tore her wrist free.

Then doubled over in a violent coughing fit.

“Cough…”

“Cough… cough…”

The next second, a mouthful of blood burst from her lips.

It splattered across Evan’s white dress shirt.

Bright crimson spread through the fabric like a flower blooming against fresh snow.

Evan froze.

He stared at the warm blood soaking into his shirt.

Then looked back at Mira in disbelief.

“Y-You…”

“What happened to you?”

His voice shook.

Mira didn’t answer.

She simply wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand and looked at him.

Her eyes were calm.

—

As though she were looking at a complete stranger.

That expression…

Hurt far more than anger or hatred ever could.

“N-No…”

He muttered to himself, desperately trying to convince his own mind.

“You’re pretending.”

“You’re just trying to make me regret it… aren’t you?”

Like a madman, ignoring Liam’s attempts to stop him, he snatched the medical report Mira had just received from the hospital.

The thin sheet of paper suddenly weighed a thousand pounds.

Under Diagnosis, it read:

Due to the Forced Life Extraction of high-tier lifespan, more than one hundred and thirty old injuries have ruptured simultaneously, resulting in irreversible multi-organ failure… Patient is in critical condition and nearing death.