Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 295

Helen fell completely silent. Only the faint, uneven sound of her breathing could be heard through the phone. It took her a long time to finally stammer, "What happened? Why is he suddenly dying?"

No matter how many times she had cursed Lawrence over the years, Helen had never actually wished death upon anyone.

Life and death were forces far beyond the control of ordinary people.

No matter how much she vented her anger or ran her mouth, she would never lightly condemn someone to the grave.

Bonnie sighed. "I don't know the details. Something bad must have happened, otherwise Hannah wouldn't have turned herself in. She didn't seek me out to clear up the past, and she certainly didn't come to apologize. She came to beg me to see Lawrence."

"Helen, he might really not make it."

Helen couldn't find her voice. Her mind suddenly flashed back to that day at Bonnie's apartment—Lawrence holding Bonnie, weeping bitterly, entirely consumed by guilt and remorse.

She had felt a vicious sense of satisfaction then. But now, confronted with this brutal truth, her emotions twisted into a complicated knot.

He wasn't just some garbage ex who had cheated and betrayed the woman he loved. He was a deeply tragic figure, a man forced into a corner by an impossible moral dilemma. He had sacrificed himself, only to drag too many people down with him. You couldn't just judge someone like that with cold logic.

He was unforgivable, yet it was impossible to harden your heart enough to tell him to go to hell.

Helen had no idea what to feel anymore.

After a heavy silence, Bonnie let out a long, shuddering breath. She looked out the passenger window at a busy pedestrian street.

A young girl walking alone with her headphones in, a boy unlocking a rental bike, an old man holding a child's hand, and a couple leaning happily into each other.

They were all so incredibly, vividly alive.

Back in the snow-covered courtyard in Silvania, she had told Lawrence something.

Looking at her through tear-blurred eyes, Odette choked back a sob. "Lawrence was hit by a car saving Jasper. He suffered a severe traumatic brain injury. It... it might be fatal..."

Bonnie's heart gave a sharp twinge, the pain spreading through her chest in slow, suffocating ripples.

Right before hanging up, Helen had told her to go see him. To go before he was really gone and she never had the chance again.

She had said Lawrence was a tragic character who had never once lived for himself. He could live in guilt, he could live in repentance, but he couldn't die.

At the very least, he couldn't die right now. It just wasn't fair. The true culprit who had orchestrated all this evil would one day be released from prison, while Lawrence's soul was trapped in the past, and his body was wasting away in the present.

It wasn't fair.

Bonnie's lips parted slightly as she peered through the observation window, finally getting a clear look at the man lying inside.