Chapter 554
Catelyn's hands shivered as she desperately looked for the ring from her bag, her tears blurring her vision. She eventually found the ring that Cedrick had proposed to her with.
She stretched out her right hand and placed the ring on her ring finger.
She was so rushed, however, that the ring got stuck on her finger joint. Her eyes reddened as she forced it in, and a layer of skin on her ring finger was scraped open, yet she felt nothing.
She raised her hand.
"Are you seeing this, Cedrick Mason? I put the ring on! I want a traditional wedding, a white wedding gown and all! How could you break your promise?"
Nothing but the wind responded to her.
She looked around frantically, hoping that he would show up in front of her anytime and told her that he heard everything she said.
What she got in response was the sound of the engine shutting off.
Turning around, she instantly spotted their pursuers finally arriving, and one of them got out of the car.
It was the man whom Cedrick had stabbed with the dagger. He smirked deviously as he shot her a glare.
As he approached her, Catelyn took a final heave and collapsed.
Before she passed out, she could faintly hear the men discussing what they wanted to do to her.
• • •
The world fell into total darkness as Catelyn lay silently, having nightmares after nightmares.
She dreamt that Cedrick flew off the cliff along with the car and was burned into ashes, just to save her.
The next sequence was of her sons asking where their father was, while she, quivering, could not answer.
She then heard someone calling her name from behind, and when she turned, she saw the bloodied, badly injured Cedrick limping toward her.
His figure was translucent, floating mid-air like a spirit that had crawled out from hell.
"Catelyn Clark, why didn’t you agree to my proposal?
"You were the one those men were after. I died because of you!"
"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten into that car!"
As the words rang in her ears, she shook her head aggressively, trying to explain herself.
Still, Cedrick refused to listen to her, his ghostly figure flying in front of her as his outstretched hands gripped her throat and squeezed. His eyes were horrifyingly bloodshot. "Come to hell with me, you heartless woman!"
"I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"
Catelyn woke up from the nightmares with a shriek.
The first thing she noticed was the scent of disinfectant, and she then realized she was lying on a bed with a white bedsheet.
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