Farewell to Love: The CEO's Desperate Chase novel Chapter 583

The person, not giving up, replied with another question: But don't only relatives get to sign a critical condition notice?

User567 replied: So because Tyler didn't answer the phone and didn't sign, they should have just left Emilia there to die?

Vivienne's die-hard fans, still unwilling to concede, continued their nonsensical arguments, insisting that a kind person like Vivienne, who only had six months to live at the time, would have no reason to do this to Emilia. They claimed User567 must be lying and faking everything.

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Meanwhile, at the apartment.

Tyler hadn't slept at all. He had been trying passwords all night.

After all this time, the only response he got was the same electronic voice: “Beep! Incorrect password!”

Throughout the night, he had been reliving the past.

Recalling all the ways he had hurt Emilia.

With every day, every date he remembered, a sharp pain pierced his heart anew.

Without realizing it, he began to see just how deeply he had wounded her.

He went through the seven years, skipping the period of their marriage, and tried every other significant date.

His reasoning was based on what Joyce had told him later. When he asked her about the three photos from User567, she had cryptically told him to think about more than just the child.

This led Tyler to believe that the three photos were connected to the safe's combination.

And since he hadn't signed that critical condition notice, he had ruled out the dates during their marriage.

Just half an hour ago, he had started trying dates from their marriage as well.

Starting from a year ago, he slowly worked his way toward the end.

Just then, his phone, which he had set aside, began to vibrate violently.

Tyler’s gaze shifted to it.

His head was throbbing from the lack of food, water, and sleep. His vision was slightly blurry.

But he steadied himself and saw Israel’s name on the screen.

These past few days, Tyler had been acting erratically, losing his mind, even trying to force himself on Emilia at the apartment. He often wondered if things would be different if they had a child.

Emilia and a child were both Tyler’s obsessions.

Israel hung up the phone and muttered to himself, “If you knew that the child you always wanted was killed by your own hands, and that it nearly cost Emilia her life…”

A shiver ran down Israel's spine, and he immediately called the assistant stationed near the apartment.

In the apartment.

“Major hemorrhage… miscarriage!”

Tyler’s heart pounded in his chest as he frantically clicked the link Israel had sent.

The server was lagging due to the sheer number of people viewing and discussing the post.

Tyler clicked the link, and a loading icon spun for a moment before the page slowly materialized.

The first thing Tyler saw was User567’s ID and profile picture, then the images loading one by one.