“Calm down, Mr. Newhouse!”

The crowd gasped as the officers hurried forward, guns drawn, attempting to restore order amid the chaos.

Unexpectedly, a flicker of relief spread across Wilfred’s face.

Amidst the chaos, the distinct sound of a gun being loaded resonated, mirroring the clarity of his resolve to end Delilah’s life.

Suddenly, the officers formed a barrier in front of him.

“I have no intention of harming the innocent,” he declared coldly. “Step aside. I’ll accept the consequences after dealing with this ruthless woman!”

“Think it through, Mr. Newhouse!”

“I anticipated this day…” His voice strained. “Anya’s unjust death… Even if it’s for her, I must condemn this woman to hell!”

Unexpectedly, a bright voice interjected, “If you’re truly doing this for her, value your own life!”

his heart, and he stood

into a void. He felt a gentle hand

hand, gazing

finally spoke, tears

Newhouse…” Maisie hesitated before uttering those

Her voice, soft yet firm, delivered each word like a heavy blow

“Maisie…”

Her voice retained its soft strength. “It’s not worth it for you

he relinquished his grip on the gun. Seizing the

stared at them for an extended moment. He collapsed to the ground, emotions

that hushed the onlookers as if encapsulating all the sorrow in


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