Chapter 559

During the process of a patient’s self–administered euthanasia, it’s necessary for a court worker and a

notary to be present, and the whole thing needed to be recorded on video.

This recording must be handed over to the police afterwards to prove that it was the patient’s own

decision to choose euthanasia, and that no one else was involved.

As long as Alberto hadn’t injected himself with the drugs, he can stop this process at any time. But

Alberto really had had enough of life, and just before going to his death, a glimmer of light finally

flashed in his eyes.

Grace was his reason for living; without her, he couldn’t find a reason to keep going.

His whole life had been a struggle for Grace!

After he’d signed the euthanasia paperwork, he turned on the drip and waited for death.

The whole thing took only four minutes.

If the butler hadn’t given Arabella a heads up, and if Arabella hadn’t rushed over on a private plane,

she wouldn’t have been able to see Alberto in those last four minutes.

In the bedroom were a court official, a notary, a family doctor, a nurse, and a servant.

The large, bright bedroom was deathly quiet; everyone looked downcast.

Arabella didn’t even know how she had managed to walk to Alberto’s bedside; she choked out,

“Grandpa Alberto, are you leaving me too?”

“Bella.” Seeing her, Alberto actually smiled, then looked at Romeo and said, “You’re here too.”

It must have been the butler who leaked the news.

“Don’t leave me alone.” Arabella knelt by the bed, feeling utterly heartbroken.

She knew that to stop this process, Alberto himself had to agree, so she grabbed his hand and

pleaded, “Grandma has grandpa with her; you going won’t change anything; you might as well stay

with me.”

Alberto smiled even more peacefully. “I’ll just watch over her from afar without disturbing her.

Wherever she is, that’s where I’ll be. That’s all.”

Arabella knew that with every passing second, his chances of surviving decreased, so she got up to try

to stop the injection process

But Alberto grabbed her hand and said, “Bella, grant me this one wish.”

Arabella froze.

“This is my decision, a decision I’ve thought long and hard about. I don’t want to spend the rest of my

life in pain and suffering. I want to be free.”

“There are lots of ways to find peace. I can take you out and about. I can take you to every place that

Grandma wanted to go. I can transplant Grandma’s plants into your garden. And aren’t you supposed

to watch me grow up? See me in my wedding dress.”

Arabella continued pleading, “Grandma’s biggest regret was not being able to see me in my wedding

dress. Can you do that for her? Can you see me in my wedding dress?”

Alberto smiled and shook his head, looking at her lovingly. “There are old friends who can watch you

grow and witness your wedding. Let me go. You can stop this once, but can you stop it countless

times?”

He really wanted to go to another world, even if he could only watch over Grace from afar.

Arabella held his hand tightly; her eyes were red.

“Romeo.” Alberto called Romeo’s name: “My granddaughter, I’m leaving her in your hands; if you dare

to mistreat her in this life, I won’t let you off even if I’m a ghost. She still has a dozen friends; they’ll help

me teach you a lesson. You must make her happy.”

Romeo knew that once Alberto made a decision, it was hard to change it.

He knelt on one knee by the bed, holding Alberto’s other hand, and just said quietly, “This is cruel to

Bella.”