Chapter 467
With Denver now out of immediate danger, Eric organized the necessary care. Later, he looked towards Hadley, who lingered at the doorway. “Would you like to see him?”
“Yes,” Hadley responded with a simple nod, her resolve clear despite the long wait.
Wilma interjected sharply. “Absolutely not!” She could not risk the delicate balance they’d just achieved being disrupted by their meeting.
Wilma scrutinized Eric, and then her gaze shifted to Hadley with distaste, given the murky state of their relationship.
“Mrs. Moran,” Hadley said, her tone even and resolute. “Don’t worry. I won’t reveal what you’ve done to me. I merely wish to bid Denver farewell. Surely you don’t wish any further misfortune upon him.”
A ripple of discomfort swept over Wilma’s face.
Eric, catching the gravity of her words, turned to her. “Hadley, are you certain? You’re here just to say goodbye?”
Hadley affirmed with a nod. “If it concerns you, feel free to accompany me inside.”
Without waiting for a response, she gently pushed the door open and entered.
Wilma, caught off guard, hesitated but followed closely behind, with Eric trailing. Upon entering the ward, it was clear Denver was awake, yet frail, barely managing to whisper.
“Denver,” Hadley murmured as she approached his bedside, her eyes scanning his bandaged form. Her eyes began to brim with tears.
Upon noticing her presence, Denver’s eyes widened with emotion, and he struggled to speak. “Hadley…” His voice was barely audible amidst the quiet of the room.
“I’m here,” Hadley whispered as she moved closer to his bedside, her gaze scanning his injuries.
A faint smile appeared on her face despite the somber mood. “How did you end up like this, so reckless?”
Unable to respond, Denver stared at her, and she spoke again, her voice breaking slightly.
“Did you do this for me?”
She chuckled sadly, tears streaming down her face. “I’m not worth this trouble, you know? You saw everything yourself, didn’t you?”
Denver’s expression changed, and he slowly shook his head in a pained motion.
“Denver,” she said softly, reaching out to tenderly grasp his hand.
Speaking felt like an immense effort, her voice thick with emotion. “You’re truly a wonderful man. If my life were less complicated, I’d be with you without a second thought, no matter what your family thought.”
A tear escaped Denver’s eyes, rolling down his cheek as he lay motionless.
“Hadley… Hadley…”
“Denver, please don’t blame yourself. It’s not you; it’s me. I’m the one who failed you.”
Hadley’s gaze dropped, her tears dripping onto his hand.
“Get better, Denver. Live a good life. Remember what I said when we first met? You deserve someone truly remarkable.”
Her voice trembled with emotion, but each word was pronounced with clarity. She gave Denver a radiant smile. “Forget about me, Denver… Let me go completely.”
Slowly, she pulled her hand away from his.
“Ha… Hadley…”
Denver’s whisper was raspy and desperate.
He strained to maintain his grip on her, but their hands slipped apart.