The Promise Of Happiness

Chapter 1204

King couldn't take the letter from Natalie while still holding her hostage.

Thus, he pulled his lips into a thin line and ushered, “Quick! Unfold it and show it to me! I want to read what Jen wrote!”

Natalie muffled a grunt before doing as told. The creased piece of paper was unfolded gradually before the man.

“This is the letter my mother left for me before passing away...”

“Sure.”

King scanned the letter eagerly, taking in its contents greedily.

Jen's letter must be intended for me! The fact that she left her hometown, married a scum like Thomas, and never got in touch with Mikhail, must've meant she had never fancied Mikhail. She must've wished to get in touch with me, right? However, she couldn't get in touch with me because I was sharing a body with Geert, which lead to consecutive misunderstandings that resulted in the two of us missing out on each other again and again. That's it! That must be how it was!

King's eyes darted around as he browsed the letter, only to be stunned by its content.

“This can't be... This is impossible! Haha, this letter is fabricated! You're lying to me! She couldn't possibly have thought of me like this! She must have loved me! She loved me! She must be so confounded by Mikhail's power and status that she complied with him... Ah! This can't be! This isn't real! This letter... Did she really hand it to you before she passed away?”

He had a crazed look in his eyes as he uttered contradictory words. Bloodstained tears rolled off the corner of his eyes.

“This letter must be my mother's heartfelt words for you.” Natalie provoked King despite knowing that he was on the verge of losing his sanity. “This is real. What is your reluctance to admit the truth? You should know better than I do how my mother was when she was young.”

“You're lying! You deceived me!” This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

The harsh provocation seemed to have caused him to have a mental breakdown.

“You can't escape! Killing me will not solve this!”

“Shut up! Geert, it's all your fault, you coward!”

“I am the real Geert! We'll both die if you defy the will of God by taking over this body!”

“So what if I do? Trash like you would've been long dead due to your stepmother and stepbrother's mistreatment if I hadn't separated from you when you were young!”

The bickering went on as King murmured, switching between his two personalities.

At the same time, Samuel looked down as a flash of bloodlust fleeted across his gaze.

By the next instant, he retrieved a small handgun from his pocket and fired a shot at the crazy man.

The handgun which was equipped with a silencer didn't make a sound.

The only audible noise was produced when the bullet hit King in between his brows, bore into his skull, and mashed up his brain tissues.

Pffft!

The bullet hit him square in the head.

While it didn't make a sound, it was fast and deadly.

As blood oozed out of the wound on his head, King opened his eyes wide, taking in Natalie's figure for one final time.

Death befell him instantaneously.

Natalie swatted the gun he held with ease and turned to face the crazy man.

All the while, he was admiring her lovingly and even tried to touch her face. When he was about to reach her, she darted away swiftly.

He couldn't reach his first crush even during the final moments of his life.

He took one last breath before succumbing to his demise.

Meanwhile, Allen was already gravely wounded, so he no longer posed a threat.

All of the dramatic ups and downs finally reached their end at that moment.

Then, Jerome shot Allen dead on the spot.

Natalie was both physically and mentally exhausted. It wasn't until the dust had settled that she noticed that her legs were wobbling and on the verge of giving out.

By then, a pair of sturdy arms supported her petite build and pulled her into an embrace.

“It has finally ended, Samuel...” Natalie smiled. “I-I'm good...”

Her eyes fluttered close as soon as she uttered the last syllable, and she fell face-up into Samuel's arms.