Love After Leaving: No Regret (Agnes and Raymond) novel Chapter 309

Agnes's voice rang out, cold and clear. "You saw the video I uploaded. I didn't alter anything.

"Rebecca is the one who killed Monica. She even went to the hospital to finish her off. You saw it yourself!"

Duncan lay collapsed on the ground, as if his soul had left his body. He didn't respond and didn't seem to hear anything at all.

Raymond's voice turned cold and final. "Hand Rebecca over. I'll spare your life."

Suddenly, Duncan burst into manic laughter.

"Spare my life? Hahaha! What's the point of living like this?"

He lifted his bloodshot eyes and stared at Raymond.

"Why the hell has fate treated me like this? What do I lack compared to you, Raymond? Haha!"

His voice echoed through the cemetery—hollow, broken, insane.

Then he lowered his head, as if lost in thought.

A moment later, he slowly looked up again. A chilling smile spread across his face.

"Then, let's go to hell together."

Boom!

A deafening explosion tore through the night, and then, white smoke engulfed the entire cemetery.

Agnes's mind went blank, and her ears started ringing sharply.

Through the haze, she saw Raymond lunging toward her.

A sharp pain shot through her vision, and everything went black.

Time passed...

Raymond pushed himself up. Agnes was lying too still beneath him, and her face was covered in blood.

His voice broke instantly. "Agnes? Agnes! Wake up! Wake up!"

Like a man possessed, he scooped her into his arms and rushed to the car, slamming the accelerator to the floor.

His shattered voice turned into desperate pleading.

"Please... Agnes, hold on... please... I won't let anything happen to you... I won't!"

The cemetery was left in ruins.

In one corner, Duncan lay barely alive, clinging to his last breath.

Through his fading vision, he saw Rebecca standing not far away—watching him coldly.

"Re... Rebecca..."

With great effort, he reached out toward her, begging for help. But she didn't move.

Her eyes were filled with anger.

"Re... Rebecca... help... me... please..."

Using the last of his strength, he pleaded.

Rebecca slowly walked over and crouched in front of him. Her voice was distant and strange.

"Help you? Duncan, what did I tell you? I told you not to act impulsively.

Rebecca looked at his mangled body that was covered in wounds from the explosion.

Even a miracle couldn't save him now.

She let out a cold laugh.

"You're unbelievably stupid. I warned you so many times, and you still did whatever you wanted.

"We were supposed to be getting revenge, and you? You were playing lovesick over that useless woman.

"Look at you now. No one can save you. You're dead. Go reunite with her in hell."

Duncan coughed up blood, his voice weak. "Did you kill Monica?"

Rebecca waved her hand dismissively. "Don't go making things up. She fell on her own. It has nothing to do with me."

A faint smile appeared on Duncan's face. So, Agnes had been telling the truth.

He struggled to breathe.

"So... you watched her die... How could you be so cruel... W-we all helped you..."

Rebecca smirked. "Save your strength. You don't have much time left anyway.

"Anything else you want to know? I'll tell you everything. Wouldn't want you dying confused."

She laughed lightly, wiping the blood from her shoe.

"I just didn't want to save her. At first, I planned to get along with her.

"But she just had to act all high and mighty—mocking me, looking down on where I came from..."