I Walked Away And He Lost His Mind (Zephyra and Steven) novel Chapter 508

Those words hit me like a thunderclap, shaking me to my core. My eyes instantly welled with tears.

PTSD. Horace had PTSD!

I had known him for so many years and never knew he had such a condition. It could only be a shadow from his past life. He must have suffered terribly after Queena ran him off the road and into the sea. That's why he developed this.

It also meant he hadn't died instantly when he fell into the sea. He had been alive, consciously feeling that endless pain. That's why being in the water again was so agonizing for him...

My heart felt like it was being twisted by a knife, and I could barely stand. Waves of guilt and self-blame washed over me as images of his fall from the past life flooded my mind.

It was my nightmare, a nightmare I could never forget in this life or the last...

Inside the room, Horace's expression was calm. "Don't ask about the past, and don't tell Zephyra about this."

His agent frowned. "Seriously? You're in this state, and you're not going to tell her? Isn't that a waste of your devotion to her? She was in the water at the time, she couldn't have seen what you did for her."

Horace said, "Loving her isn't for show. She's always had a heavy heart. I don't need her to worry or suffer for me."

The pain in my own heart intensified.

We grew up together. I knew exactly how good Horace was to me. Otherwise, his leg wouldn't have been injured. Otherwise, he wouldn't have died in our past life.

He had always been sacrificing for me.

And I had been such an idiot. In our past life, I had been completely blind, throwing myself at Steven while hurting the one person who had been so good to me, who loved me so much.

The agent scoffed, "That's why she just sees you as a brother. A childhood romance, such a perfect opportunity, and you never once took it. Why? Because you never let her know. If you don't let her know, how will she ever know you love her? No wonder someone else got to her first, although Mr. Lancaster is also..."

He suddenly stopped talking.

Horace was staring at his agent, his eyes as cold as ice.

I shook my head frantically. He stroked my hair, comforting me softly. "The man who did it has been arrested. Once he's sentenced, he'll be deported and will never be able to hurt you again."

"I'll definitely become stronger from now on, so I can protect you properly."

My resolve was even stronger than his. "I'll protect you," I said, pulling back from his embrace to look at him through tear-filled eyes. "I'll work hard to become powerful, and I'll protect you!"

Horace couldn't help but chuckle, gently pinching my nose.

"Why do you always insist on doing the man's job?"

Just then, his agent cleared his throat loudly. "Why not just get married?" he said slowly. "Regardless of where your relationship is headed, since you both want to protect each other, marriage is the best way to do it."

"And only when you two are bound together will Steven know to back off. Your current relationship is still very fragile. If he pulls a few more strings, makes a little more trouble, who knows what your future will look like."