Chapter 881

Cathy felt a piercing pain shooting through the area around her heart. As she looked down, her phone slid out of her weak hands.

Plop. The phone fell onto the pavement by her feet as blood slowly dripped onto the screen.

From the phone came the frantic shouts of a man.

“Cathy! Cathy! Answer me, Cathy!”

Felipe’s hand on the steering wheel shook as he sped to the police station. Dashing through the crowd, he was met with a pale girl sitting in a pool of blood.

Felipe’s heart felt like it had sunk into an ice cellar as his blood turned cold.

“Cathy.”

He pushed the people in front of him to get to the girl as he knelt on one knee and pulled her unconscious body into his arms.

“Cathy! Wake up, Cathy!”

Cradling her, he shouted her name frantically.

Yet it was to no avail.

Felipe’s vision blurred, not knowing when his eyes had grown watery. All he knew was that his heart hurt. It was numbing and suffocating.

Nothing the people around said went through his ears for all he saw was black and a splash of bright red blood.

“Felipe…”

In a daze, Felipe thought he heard the voice he wanted to hear most.

Snapping his head up, his reddened eyes were met with Cathy’s exhausted and squinting ones.

“Cathy. Don’t worry, Cathy. I won’t let you die!” Felipe vowed.

Cathy merely smiled as she raised her bloodied hand with difficulty and placed the USB into Felipe’s hand.

Felipe stared at the USB in shock as the piercing pain spread to his extremities.

He suddenly hated everything he had—especially himself.

“Felipe. I guess this is goodbye…”

Tears streaked his cheeks. “I won’t let anything happen to you, I swear, Cathy. As long as you pull through, I promise we’ll start all over again, okay? I promise.”

Cathy smiled tearfully and sighed. “That’s nice…

“Promise me you won’t do those things again.”

“Alright, I won’t. I won’t do any of it again! I promise!”

Cathy smiled contently as she watched him cry for her. “I never knew you’d feel so upset because of me, Felipe…”

She tried to raise her hand to touch Felipe’s face, only to have it fall heavily just as she softly spoke the last of her sentence.

“Cathy!”

Felipe wailed, the pain of his heart being torn apart seeping into his bones.

Clutching Cathy’s hand against his cheek, he realized that it was growing cold.

Nothing he did seemed to warm her.

The ambulance arrived in no time as they hauled her onto the stretcher.

Felipe knelt despondently as he stared at the pool of blood, his eyes losing their focus…

Cathy was sent to the Royal Hospital.

She was operated on by Felipe’s personal doctor.

The doctor held the highest authority and was the most skilled within the Royal Hospital. He was the one who brought Madeline back to life.

Felipe was certain that he could do the same for Cathy as well.

He had to.

Sitting anxiously by the operating doors, Felipe’s heart refused to calm.