We Died So He Could Love Chapter 13

We Died So He Could Love Chapter 13

Kieran sobbed, crawling toward my body.

He reached out as if to touch me, but his hand hovered, afraid.

“I was wrong, Blythe… Please wake up, okay?”

“As long as you wake up, I’ll do anything. If you want me to die, I’ll die…”

Preston wiped the tears from his face and looked at him with cold disgust.

“When you were with Carla, did you ever think of Blythe?”

“When you had her locked in that clinic, enduring 101 electric shocks, did you think of her then?”

“Seeing you like this now just makes me sick.”

Preston lowered his voice, but every word was heavy with menace.

“This isn’t over.”

“I can’t kill you myself today, but I will see you in court. Get ready to be prosecuted for murder.”

With that, he moved to wheel my body away.

The assistant and bodyguards instinctively blocked his path, and Kieran gripped the gurney, refusing to let go.

Preston stared at him.

“I’m not leaving Blythe with the man who killed her.”