Within moments of regaining consciousness, Willow urgently grasped Jared's hand and asked, "Where's Jasper? Take me to him."
Her brother had issued strict orders to the bodyguards involved in the rescue, insisting on keeping it a secret. So, he could only respond with a regretful look, unsure of how to break the news to her.
However, that one glance spoke volumes, shattering her heart before a word was uttered. "N-No. It can't be. He won't leave me behind," she sobbed with her hands covering her face. The pain she felt was unlike anything she'd ever experienced, and she couldn't fathom Jasper's absence.
Jared reached out his hand to try and comfort his sister. "Willow, he sacrificed himself for you. You must find the strength to carry on."
Willow looked up with a pair of swollen red eyes. "What's the point of living without Jasper? I'd rather be in his place." Tears continued to pour down her face, dampening the sheets. Her pallor made it seem as though she might faint at any moment. Memories of their love story filled her mind. His eyes, voice, and kiss enveloped her like a warm embrace. The idea of a life without him was unbearable. She couldn't imagine moving forward. "Where is he? I need to see him," she said softly, fighting off the faintness creeping over her. She dreaded missing her chance to say a final goodbye.
"Willow, he's been brought back by the special forces. We won't be able to see him," Jared told her.
"No. You must find a way for me to see him one last time. If you don't help, I'll ask Dad or Mr. Lloyd. I have to see him, no matter what," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face.
Jared's heart ached as he watched Willow's anguish. The entire family had pampered her since she was young and had never faced such adversity. They had ensured she never had to endure hardship, but now she had to grapple with the pain of losing her loved one.
"I can contact them, but I can't guarantee you'll get to see him," he tried to console her, knowing that raising her hopes would only deepen the disappointment.
Jared knew Antoine had been adamant about severing Jasper's ties with Willow. Furthermore, as Jasper's only elder, even the Presgraves could not change Antoine's decision.
"Really? Jared, I beg you. I want to see him for the last time," she said before bursting into tears. She couldn't accept a life without Jasper.
Jared gently patted Willow, understanding that losing a loved one was an incredibly painful experience that no one could easily accept.
Meanwhile, Jasper was on the operating table in a secret military hospital. He was surrounded by five or six doctors conducting various examinations. Standing outside the operation room, Antoine appeared to have aged significantly. His hair, typically tinged with a hint of gray from his demanding work, now appeared even grayer.
He regretted bringing Jasper into the forces for training. If he had allowed Jasper to lead a normal life, Jasper would be managing a company worth billions and becoming an influential man. Unfortunately, Antoine had brought him into an organization like the special forces, forcing Jasper to adapt to a life of danger and uncertainty.
On the other hand, Antoine wished for the Wyatt Family's lineage to continue, but Jasper's profession ensured he could never lead a normal life. Even if he were to leave the military, the scars of his experiences would haunt him, preventing him from ever living like an ordinary person.
At that moment, a doctor exited the operation theater and looked at Antoine, "Mr. Wyatt, may I have a moment of your time?"
"No need for that. Just tell me." Antoine desperately wanted to know Jasper's condition.
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