I Got Married Without You

Andrew, who had just rushed over, saw his cousin and ran out like crazy. He quickly shouted to stop her, “Where are you going?”

Stella didn’t answer him, without even turning her head, she rushed out of the hospital. She didn’t know why she was doing this, there was only one voice in her mind, constantly reminding her to wait, just wait a little longer…

She hurriedly returned to the island and rushed into the room. In that instant, she saw Ryan sitting in a wheelchair, with Zoey standing next to him. Their figures blocked Erin, and the first thing Stella saw was the two straight and neat figures in suits…

The top floor glass was illuminated by sunlight, enveloping the two of them in a faint golden light. They probably knew she was coming, and Ryan slowly turned his head.

“You finally came.”

When Ryan received the news that Erin had taken Stella away, he had already gone abroad. Planning to have surgery, he postponed it. According to what Erin had said in his memory, he came to Panama, but he didn’t expect to see his deceased friend.

His eyes were dark red, clearly filled with grief. The heaviness in his heart made him unable to come back to his senses for a long time. He just sat here in a daze, gazing at the man leaning against the glass.

closer. As she got closer, she finally saw

hell. Covered in a faint layer of golden light, it seemed to become

floor-to-ceiling window, with one knee bent and his right elbow resting on his knee. Between his five slender fingers, he held a gun, the barrel pointing towards his own heart.

standard posture without moving

still quite far apart, and Stella couldn’t see Erin’s face clearly. She could only face the light and follow the

in front of him, Stella saw Erin’s tightly closed eyelashes. In the light, they

features were still handsome, but the only regret was that

them, slowly spreading from Erin’s toes to Stella’s feet. In that moment of connection, Stella finally moved

trembling hand reached out and lifted the black suit jacket that covered his chest. The glaring blood red, soaking the white shirt, there was

the skin. Stella tried many times before tearing off the clothes sticking to the wound on his chest. What came into her sight was a bloody and mangled bullet hole…

that the bullet had hit his

but she didn’t see it. All she saw was the wall where

to hit the bullseye