She saw a folded piece of paper in the drawer.
Upon opening it, she discovered it was a message from Luana to Cline.
Just a few short sentences, but they revealed Luana's true feelings.
To honor her wishes, Clarissa picked up the phone.
Taking a deep breath, Clarissa said into the receiver, "Luana is gone. Don't call anymore."
Cline had been waiting for Luana to speak, but instead, he heard a strange woman's voice.
Ignoring the statement that "Luana is gone," he said in a deep voice, "Let Luana speak."
Clarissa was immediately angered. "She's dead. How can she speak?"
This was the third time today someone had told him Luana was dead, which was just too absurd.
He tightly gripped his phone and coldly asked, "Who are you?"
Clarissa replied with patience, "Luana's friend, Clarissa."
He knew Luana had a close friend who had been her support, but he still couldn't believe what she was saying. "You're Ms. Moss, r
Calvert chose a gravesite overlooking LA's night view.Across the scenic mountain was where he and Luana had been.She once said she loved this place and wanted him to bring her often.But he broke his promise, never taking her again, even forgetting her.Calvert lowered his head towards the urn in his arms, guilt staining his eyes red."Luana, I'm sorry..."Clarissa arrived with the belongings, hearing Calvert's apology.She stopped, looking at him holding the urn, and felt a moment of pity.The lovers' missed connection must have left him more regretful than her.Clarissa held back tears, pushed the suitcase to him, and said softly, "Albion, it's time for the burial."Lois had picked the burial date. Further delay would cause trouble.Clarissa wanted Luana to rest in peace.Calvert came to his senses and looked at the suitcase. "Is this all she has?"Clarissa shook her head. "I can't burn th
Calvert approached Cline step by step, his tone gentle but his words cutting deep, "Inside is just a handful of ashes. Even if you open the coffin, you won't see her—because... I was the one who cremated her."Calvert looked Cline in the eye, noting the redness in his eyes, and felt a surge of satisfaction.The Luana he held dear had wanted to see this man one last time before passing, but Cline hadn't answered her calls and had even let another woman hurt her, causing her to leave with regret.How could he not hate him?Calvert's words caused Cline's slightly curled fingers to suddenly clench tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.The pain in his heart didn't subside.Instead, it quickly spread throughout his body, like electric shocks coursing through his limbs, making him tremble all over.Despite the intense pain, he still refused to believe Luana was dead.He hadn't had the chance to see her one last time&md
He recalled that night when he held her and unintentionally hurled hurtful words, driving her further away.His thoughts drifted back to their first encounter.He was bloodied, sitting in the shade waiting for Gehrmann.She left a bottle of water as she hurried into the school, her profile forever etched in his mind.Later, outside the nightclub, he saw her soaked through, kneeling on the ground with eyes filled with despair.He took her, became addicted to her tenderness, and even forced her to sign a lover's agreement.But every time she called out Albion's name in her sleep, his heart stirred with jealousy.When Runa returned to the States, he ended the agreement, only to find he couldn't let go.He posed as "Mr. Night" to get close to her, using Runa to test her feelings, just to confirm if she had fallen for him.It wasn't until Calvert appeared that he realized he was already deeply ensnared.Now, looking at
When Eva was impersonating Cline's lover, she was also terrified of being tortured to death like Valda.But she mustered the courage to do so because, since Gath sent people to rape her, she had felt she should disappear from the world.It was Cline who reached out to her, telling her not to rush revenge and that it would eventually succeed.This gave her the courage to live on.With Cline's support, Eva traveled far to study medicine.Cline had given her the strength to start anew, and so she remained devoted to him.But she hadn't anticipated that her initial intention was to protect Luana by keeping a low profile, only to inadvertently drag her into trouble.Eva lowered her dim eyes, striving to suppress her guilt, and looked up at Cline."Luana, do it!" she urged.The worst that could happen was losing her life, which was nothing to fear.Cline glanced at Eva, his icy gaze shifting back to Sheila
"This is Black Thorn Pack's territory. Any uninvited werewolf would be considered an intruder! You should leave!" Two werewolf guards, tall and robust, said to a woman standing at the pack's border. "I'm Gloria, from the Silver Spring Pack. I need to speak to Alpha Patrick. Please let me in." The blonde woman pleaded. She looked exceptionally delicate compared with the guards. "We don't know who you are. Leave, now!" said the guards as they had a quick look at each other. "It's about Gabrielle's death. I've got something important to tell Alpha Patrick. Please, I need to see him," Gloria begged. "Shut up! You don't get to say her name!" A sullen voice cut in from behind the guards. "Beta Damon!" The guards turned to the man and bowed their heads. Damon was the Beta of the Black Thorn Pack. "Damon, please hear me out. I have nothing to do with Gabrielle's death!" Gloria explained anxiously. With a scowl, Damon glanced at her resentfully. "Seize her. The woman
Patrick closed the door after he said so. He threw out the handkerchief he had just used before he closed the door. It fell in front of Gloria, soaking in the rain. Gloria picked it up and gripped it in her hand. The car started and drove into Alpha's villa at the Black Thorn Pack. Then, the iron gates of the villa shut in front of Gloria. Gloria's face drained of color as she stared at the shuttered gates. Gloria was in agony since her mate had just rejected her. The remaining Alpha aura still lingered, suffocating her. Patrick was her mate. However, she could feel the hatred from his aura and he would prefer Gloria to die instead of Gabrielle. Gloria's wolf screamed in her head, "We need Patrick. Go beg him, and let go of your pride. Damn you, Gloria, go beg for his forgiveness!" After a while, Gloria looked up again. She walked toward the square, determined. She stood in the middle of the square, ignoring the cold rain. She pressed her lips together stubbo
Patrick shook the wine glass in his hand. At Damon's words, he withdrew his gaze from Gloria. He gave another command, "Inform the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack that he must choose between Gloria and his pack. If he wants his pack intact, then Gloria must leave." "Yes." "Then, tell the werewolf university to cancel Gloria's degree. So, she can't get a decent job in human society. She'll be employed with a high school diploma." "Yes." "And," Patrick said coldly, "Send her to the werewolf prison." Damon was shocked at his words. He raised his head and said, "Alpha Patrick?" "She killed our people, so I'll send her to the werewolf prison for three years. Beta Damon, do you not agree with me?" Patrick decided to send Gloria to prison for three years. Though the evidence at this point was not enough to prove Gloria guilty, Patrick believed that she was the one who killed Gabrielle. "No, Alpha Patrick, you did the right thing. Thank you." Damon's eyes suddenly turned
Patrick walked away after he finished his words. He was taking revenge on Gloria. Gloria looked pale, and she could not utter a word. Soon, the werewolf guard took her away and locked her up in the prison underground. Prison life was not easy. On the first night, Gloria was pulled up while she was asleep. "What do you want?" Gloria looked warily at the werewolves who surrounded her with malicious smiles. Gloria said in horror, "Don't get any closer, or I'll call the guards." The werewolves were not scared at all. They looked at each other and laughed. Their leader pointed at Gloria's face and said, "What did you say? Call the guards? Did I hear you right? You want to call the guards?" As she spoke, she slapped Gloria's face and roared, "Go ahead and call the guards!" Gloria lost her balance, and her ears buzzed. She pressed her hand against the wall and managed to get up. Then, she made a sudden move. She slapped the leader. For a moment, there was silence in t
When Eva was impersonating Cline's lover, she was also terrified of being tortured to death like Valda.But she mustered the courage to do so because, since Gath sent people to rape her, she had felt she should disappear from the world.It was Cline who reached out to her, telling her not to rush revenge and that it would eventually succeed.This gave her the courage to live on.With Cline's support, Eva traveled far to study medicine.Cline had given her the strength to start anew, and so she remained devoted to him.But she hadn't anticipated that her initial intention was to protect Luana by keeping a low profile, only to inadvertently drag her into trouble.Eva lowered her dim eyes, striving to suppress her guilt, and looked up at Cline."Luana, do it!" she urged.The worst that could happen was losing her life, which was nothing to fear.Cline glanced at Eva, his icy gaze shifting back to Sheila
He recalled that night when he held her and unintentionally hurled hurtful words, driving her further away.His thoughts drifted back to their first encounter.He was bloodied, sitting in the shade waiting for Gehrmann.She left a bottle of water as she hurried into the school, her profile forever etched in his mind.Later, outside the nightclub, he saw her soaked through, kneeling on the ground with eyes filled with despair.He took her, became addicted to her tenderness, and even forced her to sign a lover's agreement.But every time she called out Albion's name in her sleep, his heart stirred with jealousy.When Runa returned to the States, he ended the agreement, only to find he couldn't let go.He posed as "Mr. Night" to get close to her, using Runa to test her feelings, just to confirm if she had fallen for him.It wasn't until Calvert appeared that he realized he was already deeply ensnared.Now, looking at
Calvert approached Cline step by step, his tone gentle but his words cutting deep, "Inside is just a handful of ashes. Even if you open the coffin, you won't see her—because... I was the one who cremated her."Calvert looked Cline in the eye, noting the redness in his eyes, and felt a surge of satisfaction.The Luana he held dear had wanted to see this man one last time before passing, but Cline hadn't answered her calls and had even let another woman hurt her, causing her to leave with regret.How could he not hate him?Calvert's words caused Cline's slightly curled fingers to suddenly clench tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.The pain in his heart didn't subside.Instead, it quickly spread throughout his body, like electric shocks coursing through his limbs, making him tremble all over.Despite the intense pain, he still refused to believe Luana was dead.He hadn't had the chance to see her one last time&md
Calvert chose a gravesite overlooking LA's night view.Across the scenic mountain was where he and Luana had been.She once said she loved this place and wanted him to bring her often.But he broke his promise, never taking her again, even forgetting her.Calvert lowered his head towards the urn in his arms, guilt staining his eyes red."Luana, I'm sorry..."Clarissa arrived with the belongings, hearing Calvert's apology.She stopped, looking at him holding the urn, and felt a moment of pity.The lovers' missed connection must have left him more regretful than her.Clarissa held back tears, pushed the suitcase to him, and said softly, "Albion, it's time for the burial."Lois had picked the burial date. Further delay would cause trouble.Clarissa wanted Luana to rest in peace.Calvert came to his senses and looked at the suitcase. "Is this all she has?"Clarissa shook her head. "I can't burn th
She saw a folded piece of paper in the drawer.Upon opening it, she discovered it was a message from Luana to Cline.Just a few short sentences, but they revealed Luana's true feelings.To honor her wishes, Clarissa picked up the phone.Taking a deep breath, Clarissa said into the receiver, "Luana is gone. Don't call anymore."Cline had been waiting for Luana to speak, but instead, he heard a strange woman's voice.Ignoring the statement that "Luana is gone," he said in a deep voice, "Let Luana speak."Clarissa was immediately angered. "She's dead. How can she speak?"This was the third time today someone had told him Luana was dead, which was just too absurd.He tightly gripped his phone and coldly asked, "Who are you?"Clarissa replied with patience, "Luana's friend, Clarissa."He knew Luana had a close friend who had been her support, but he still couldn't believe what she was saying. "You're Ms. Moss, r
Cline looked down at her, not wanting to waste any more breath. He simply said coldly, "Get out."Under normal circumstances, Runa would have left without daring to defy Cline.But at this moment, she was wrapped in a bath towel, her feminine curves fully exposed to him.It was bad enough that he was indifferent. He wouldn't even glance at her and now told her to leave. How could she bear that?Runa clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palms, and she said resentfully, "You promised him that you would marry me. Have you forgotten?"Upon hearing this, the darkness in Cline's eyes didn't lessen but intensified. "If it weren't for him, I would never marry you. Do you understand? Now get out quickly!"Runa's breath caught. In the past, whenever she had used this threat against Cline, he would always concede to some extent.Even if he didn't give in, his attitude towards her would improve. But now, he completely d
Clarissa had already cried herself into a mess by the time she finished reading the letter.The bank card tucked inside the envelope felt like a heavy iron weight, pressing down on her heart and making it hard for her to breathe.Luana was so silly, worrying about her being short of money even at the brink of death, but..."Luana, I don't need your money. I just want you to come back..."Clarissa clutched the envelope tightly, a wave of longing unlike anything she had ever felt before washing over her, causing her to cry her heart out.Eventually, Clarissa fell into a deep sleep from sheer exhaustion, even her dreams filled with visions of Luana returning.Her heart was filled with sorry and a subconscious longing for Luana to come back, which was why she saw her in her dreams.When she woke up and returned to reality, that feeling of falling into an abyss and the sense of helplessness instantly filled her entire being, suffocating he
He wouldn't let her go without a grave. After spending some more time with her, he would bury her with his own hands.Seeing him like this, Gath didn't insist further. "Take care of yourself. Let me know if you need anything."Calvert nodded, his expression calm. Gath left with some relief.Before leaving, Gath instructed the bodyguard to look after him carefully and ensure nothing happened to him.After Gath left, Calvert took out a clean towel and meticulously wiped the urn.When Clarissa woke up from her coma, she learned from Eva that Calvert had already cremated Luana and cried her heart out once more.Eva held her shoulders, offering silent comfort. She too was too upset to speak about Luana's sudden passing.Luana had originally had two more months, but it wasn't for her that she wouldn't have been beaten by the Moriarty family...Her helplessness had indirectly become one of the reasons for Luana's death...Accom
Gath learned of Luana's passing and rushed over, only to be confronted with this heart-wrenching scene.In his memory, Calvert had always been the epitome of grace and composure, never losing his cool.But now... Gath couldn't find the right words to describe him. He just felt that Calvert seemed possessed."Gath..." he grabbed Gath's hand, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "You're a medical genius. You must have a way to save her, right?"Gath looked into his bloodshot eyes and couldn't help but feel his own eyes welling up. "Calvert, pull yourself together..."Gath didn't even say it was impossible to save her. Instead, he urged him to stay strong, which only emphasized the hopelessness of the situation.Calvert felt utterly drained, collapsing to the ground, his eyes fixated on the tightly shut iron gate with a look of utter despair.As night slowly fell, the crematorium's iron gate creaked open, and a staff member emerged, holdin