He Gave Her Strawberries, Gave Me Hives (Ford and Sylvia) novel Chapter 93

Chapter 17

“Desmond, haven’t you faced reality yet?”

“Right now, it’s not just that you can’t live without Celeste. You can’t survive a single day without someone to care for you.”

“You can’t even die on your own.” Grandpa sighed. Seeing Desmond reduced to this state over a woman yet again, he almost wished that Celeste had never saved him in the first place.

Desmond’s eyes widened, but he didn’t even have the strength to shake his head in denial.

‘No. As long as Celeste comes back, I can get better.”

‘Still deceiving yourself, even now. Desmond, accept your fate. The Hart family no longer has any use for an incompetent man like you. Your life has no meaning other than to be a disgrace,” Grandpa said, sitting down across from him and taking a deep breath. “I once thought you were the most like me. I poured everything I had into grooming you. I was wrong.”

Grandpa patted Desmond’s cheek one last time, then got up and left.

Desmond had been abandoned by the Hart family once again.

But this time, there would be no Celeste to come and save him.

Grandpa!” Paralyzed in bed again, Desmond felt as if his entire world was collapsing. The same helplessness and terror from before came rushing back, enveloping him in darkness.

‘Don’t leave me! Find Celeste for me! She’ll take care of me!”

Even now, he was still dreaming, still deluding himself with the fantasy that Celeste would forgive him.

Meanwhile, from the moment she had encountered Desmond again, Celeste had been preparing to leave.

the knew he wouldn’t let her go easily.

The moment the first group of mercenaries came looking for her, she submitted her resignation.

The day before she left, Leo found her.

I know everything about you and Desmond Hart. You don’t have to leave. I can help you,” Leo said directly. “I fell for you at first sight, and I don’t want this to * over before it’s even begun. If you leave now, it’ll be hard for me to find you again.”

Celeste stood there, stunned. She had only known Leo for a few months, and their interactions had always been strictly professional.

She had never picked up on any sign that he liked her.

‘You don’t believe me?” Leo said, seeing her dazed expression as he slowly walked toward her. “The first day I met you, you were wearing a black tracksint with a medic’s badge pinned to your chest. Your hair was tied up with a pencil, and the very first thing you ever said to me was. Hey guy, you’re in my way.”

Celeste stared at him, dumbfounded.

“You might have been stressed out back then, because you had a tiny little pimple on your left cheek, right near your nose.”

“Stop,” Celeste said, her cheeks flushing as she cut him off. “It’s impossible between us.”

“That’s okay. I don’t care about the outcome. I just want to be able to see you every day. So, I don’t want to let you go.” Leo said, his gaze intense. “Or, you could take me with you.”

Leo was handsome, kind, and a brilliant doctor.

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