Chapter 19
Seeing the scene before him, he frowned slightly, stepped forward a few paces, and positioned himself in front of Katherine, shielding her behind him as his cold gaze swept over Nicholas on the ground.
“Mr. Padilla,” Brayden’s voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable pressure. “Harassing a married woman in broad daylight-this is the upbringing of the Padilla family?”
Nicholas turned a deaf ear to Brayden’s words, staring fixedly at Katherine as if she were the only person left in the world.
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“Katie…” he called again, his voice shattered.
Katherine suddenly seemed to remember something. She raised her hand and pulled a necklace from around her neck.
It was a very old necklace; the diamonds had long since lost their luster and were even slightly misshapen.
Nicholas’s pupils contracted sharply-
It was something he had casually bought for her when he returned from Nashville back then.
He had long forgotten about it, yet she had worn
He had long forgotten about it, yet she had worn it all this time, until the day she left the marquis’s residence.
Katherine looked at the necklace in her hand, which had accompanied her for so many years and carried countless humble expectations. She lifted her arm and, without the slightest hesitation,” threw it into the murmuring stream by the roadside.
With a soft splash, the necklace sank into the clear water, spun once, and was quickly carried away by the current, vanishing from sight.
“Nicholas,” Katherine said as she looked at the stream. Her voice was very light, yet it reached everyone’s ears clearly. “Between you and me, it’s already over. Just like this necklace-once it’s thrown away, it’s gone. Don’t come again.”
Nicholas stared in the direction where the necklace had disappeared, then slowly lifted his head to look at Katherine’s calm, unruffled profile.
Suddenly, he began to laugh softly.
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The laughter started faintly, then grew louder and more unhinged, until his whole body shook and tears streamed down his face.
Laughing and laughing, he suddenly bent over and spat out a large mouthful of blood with a choking sound, the sight shocking and vivid.
Brayden drew Katherine slightly backward, steering her away from the bloody scene.
Katherine cast one last glance at him.
That glance was very calm, and very empty.
It was as if she were not looking at a man she had once loved deeply for five years, now driven mad for her sake, but merely at a stranger-a pitiful lunatic.
Then she turned around and took the hand Brayden extended to her.
Brayden supported Katherine, intending to help her into the car, but Katherine shook her head.
“I want to take a walk behind.”
Brayden glanced at her, asked no questions, and only instructed the bodyguards to follow at a distance.
Nicholas staggered along behind them, like a lonely wandering soul.
The bodyguards of the Rodriguez residence tried to stop him, but Brayden halted them with a look. Some abscesses had to be completely lanced before they could heal.
Behind them was a cliff, the terrain quite high, offering a distant view of the Nashville scenery.
Katherine walked to the edge of the cliff, stopped, and gazed out quietly.
Brayden stood half a step to her side, silently keeping her company.
Nicholas stopped a few steps away, looking at Katherine’s slender, straight back, and the man standing shoulder to shoulder with her.
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