Stand Still, Don’t Run Away, My Little Wife

Hospital.

The person lying in the emergency room for rescue had pale lips and no blood on his face.

Close her eyes, as if waiting for death.

The body was so heavy and heavy… It seemed that the soul had drifted away, floating to the place where the body couldn’t touch. She couldn’t catch up no matter how she chased.

If she could die like this, it would be better.

But she knew that she could not die.

Cut her wrists?

Ah …

It was an overestimate of her courage.

Danae just needed a reason to divorce.

As to why such an extreme way was used, it was probably－

Want to let oneself remember, this kind of pain.

Remembered, that person gave her this kind of bone－eroding hatred.

… …

When Cyril came to the hospital, his forehead was covered with sweat. He ran all the way. Charlie could not catch up with him and knew that his grandson was anxious.

How could this girl…

Just suddenly couldn’t think of it and committed suicide.

On the other side of the engagement venue, Cyril’s mother was tidying up the situation, but her heart was also tight.

If anything happened to Danae, it was not only related to human life, but also how others would think of their family in the future.

It happened that one hour before the engagement, she cut his wrists and committed suicide. Who could guarantee that others would not mistake it for the reason of their family?

Susan had been staying outside the rescue room, but Raymond had not come yet. Instead, Cyril arrived first.

“Where is she?!”

“Don’t worry, Master. She is still inside.”

“How couldn’t I worry!”

His words were almost shouted out. The girl who was about to become his fiancée, the girl he loved deeply, was lying inside for rescue at the moment.

“Why!”

He wanted to know why Danae suddenly did this and committed suicide. How could she have such terrible thoughts?

Susan looked at the young man who was on the verge of collapse. The pain was as if he would rather lie inside than herself.

She also did not know whether Cyril and Danae were doomed to miss.

Honestly, Miss Macaulay had indeed changed a lot after meeting Cyril.

At least, she had not refused others as before.

Susan watched Danae grew up by herself. Naturally, she also hoped that such a poor girl would have a better and happier life in the future.

But now, it was… difficult, impossible.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“You tell me, why did she commit suicide? Why did she do this?!”

Clearly, when he called her last night, Cyril remembered the warm voice until now. She was so tender and beautiful and laughed at him for being stupid. However, at that moment, Cyril felt that he was closest to her heart.

With that happiness, he finally waited until today.

However, she used such extremely cruel means…

As if, between the engagement banquet and death, she would rather choose the latter.

“… I don’t know, master…”

Susan just shook her head and said she didn’t know, but she was very clear in her heart. There was probably only one reason.

It was Danae’s belief that she was no longer qualified to be his fiancée.

“I’m afraid only Miss Macaulay could give you the answer.”

Only Danae could give him the answer.

But if so, she would never get out again?

For the first time, Cyril tasted the pain of tearing his heart and cracking his lungs, devouring him little by little and torturing him.

He did not know why she committed suicide, nor did he know why she did not go to the engagement banquet as agreed.

What’s more, He didn’t know what Danae was thinking.

Because of this, she never opened her heart to him.

As if, he was a dispensable passer－by in her life.

… …

“It’s not a fatal injury, she should not have committed suicide.”

Henry saw the wound when Danae was sent. Although it was very deep, it did not hurt the key.

Although there was a lot of blood flow and it looked scary, if the blood was stopped, it would not have killed her.

Raymond’s eyes were dark and his thin lips were coldly stitched into a line. It seemed that his girl had learned to threaten him.

Unfortunately, this threat was not thorough enough.

If you wanted to pretend to commit suicide, you should be more ruthless to yourself.

“Now the whole family to stay outside the emergency room, do you want to go?”

“No hurry.”

He gave enough time to let Cyril show his deep feelings well.

Raymond also wanted to see what Cyril had and was worth her bleeding for him.

… …

After the lights in the emergency room went out, the nurse pushed Danae out. She was still in a coma. Although the blood stopped at the position of the wrist, the gauze wrapped was still dyed dark red.

Cyril looked at the people who had lost their intuition, and his eyes were full of sorrow and pain.

Danae, why were you so cruel to yourself?

How old were you and how could you have the idea of suicide?

“How is she?”

Naturally, the old man also felt sorry for the girl. When she was in his house before, she was still in good condition.

How could her be like this?

“She did not hurt the key, at that time lost too much blood and she needed to stay in hospital for observation. I suggest that after the patient recovers from consciousness, she should be transferred to the psychiatric department.”

Psychiatric department…

Charlie flashed a touch of consternation, psychiatry… that meant, this girl, was…

“We had seen the patient’s medical history. She had severe autism and had not received good treatment. Now she had committed suicide by cutting her wrists. It was very likely that her insanity caused her to hurt herself.”

But now Cyril didn’t listen to anything. He just wanted her to wake up quickly.

He just wanted her, be perfect like usual.

However, the old man naturally had more ideas. If Danae really had mental illness, then she could do something to hurt herself now.

Who could guarantee that she would not hurt Cyril when she married into this family?

… …

He stood outside the ward and looked at the scene inside－

Cyril was just sat beside Danae, who was still in lethargy. His eyes had never shifted and he had been looking at her like this.

He wanted to touch her wound and he was so distressed. But he was afraid that if he touched it, she would feel more pain.

Such caution, so afraid of possessing and disappearing.

Charlie sighed heavily. And this really let him embarrassed.

The man coming at the end of the corridor, long and lazy, did not have any eagerness at all, nor did he see any worries.

Charlie looked at Raymond, frowning, with displeasure in his voice－

“You have not said before that Danae was mentally ill.”

Mental illness… Raymond’s beautiful eyes narrowed, who said this. He knew his girl so well.

How could her be mental illness, but she was, more special than others.

“You didn’t ask either.”

“You…”

The old man was angry. Raymond admitted that. The girl was sick and he still sent to their family?

Raymond, what did you want?