Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 182

Chapter 12

He thought about the message he’d seen on Victoria’s phone, regretting why he hadn’t cooked Sophia’s favorite dishes.

that day.

That day was the last time he’d cooked for her after a long while, yet he’d been too lazy to make what she liked.

That evening, Alexander had the housekeeper buy many ingredients-all Sophia’s favorites.

He spent three hours cooking a table full of dishes, placing an empty bowl across from him.

Alexander sat down and served food into the empty bowl as if Sophia were still there.”Sophia, eat up. These are all your

favorites.”

After serving the food, he looked down and ate his rice, one bite after another. Tears silently fell, mixing with the rice as

he swallowed.

At night, he lay on Sophia’s side of the bed to sleep.

In his dream, he saw Sophia standing a few steps away, smiling at him with her lips moving, but he couldn’t hear

anything.

His voice grew urgent. “Sophia, what are you saying? I can’t hear you.”

He walked toward her, but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t reach her or hear her words until Alexander grew

increasingly panicked and began running, finally reaching her and hearing what she was saying.

She said, “Congratulations on your wedding.”

Alexander jolted awake and sat up to realize it was just a dream, but as the panic faded, despair about reality flooded

back since Sophia had truly left him and given him that blessing, though he felt no happiness.

The pain in his heart surged like a tide, making it hard to breathe, while the weight of her absence pressed down on him

relentlessly.

He tremblingly held his head, helplessly pleading, “I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Sophia. I know I was wrong. Don’t… don’t make

me unable to find you. Please come see me… I really can’t take this anymore…”

From that day on, Sophia vanished like she’d evaporated from the world. No matter how many resources he used, he

couldn’t find her.

His emotions gradually collapsed in this despair.

“Sophia, where are you…”

His hunched shoulders trembled slightly as his eyes gradually moistened with tears that blurred his vision, while

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occasional sobs escaped, filled with despair and helplessness.

Eventually, he fell asleep clutching Sophia’s pillow tightly.

The next day. Alexander dressed properly and went to the company.

During the day, he worked to compensate for the losses from that incident, staying until 11 or 12 PM every night.

If it were before, he would never work so late.

Because Sophia was afraid of the dark, he always came home early to be with her.

But now, thinking of what he’d done during this period made his heart feel torn apart.

He’d left Sophia-who was afraid of the dark-alone on the mountain to walk down by herself, while he stayed in a

warm home with Victoria.

For a moment, he wished he could travel back and kill his past self. At least then Sophia might still have some

attachment to him.

But nothing he thought now was useful-what happened had happened, and Sophia still hadn’t been found.

Every day when he returned home, though his body was exhausted, his nerves remained tense. He feared missing any

news about Sophia.

He could only rely on alcohol to sleep. When drunk, he’d take his phone and send Sophia apologetic messages.

The next morning, he’d wake to countless chat bubbles with no response.

He spent every day like this, visibly becoming more haggard.

Seeing his condition, friends invited him out for drinks to help him cope.

In the private room, everyone looked at his dejected state, unsure how to comfort him. Fortunately, he didn’t need

comfort.

He just silently drank glass after glass, quickly becoming too drunk to know where he was.

He collapsed on the sofa, constantly touching the ring hanging around his neck, mumbling. I’m sorry… I’m sorry, Sophia.

I love you, I really love you. Please forgive me… Come back to me… I can’t live without you… I really can’t live without

you…”

Everyone in the room was shocked by this scene, not expecting Alexander’s love for Sophia to run so deep.

It was as if Sophia’s departure had taken his soul with her. When he’d arranged his marriage, they thought he’d moved

on and was keeping her as a mistress.

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