Love Has its Will by Selena Lewis

Chapter 506 Where Are You Going?

"Don't worry, I still have my parents and brother. I won't kill myself."

Lilia pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled stiffly, looking worse than crying.

As one of the few people who knew the truth, Darwin felt very upset when he saw them like this.

He really wanted to tell Lilia the truth, but he couldn't. He couldn't say anything.

"Ms. Parsons, what do you want me to tell him? I will definitely do it." Darwin sighed.

"I bought a plane ticket to Paris tomorrow afternoon. If he still wants to be with me, come and explain it to me.'

After saying this, Lilia turned and left.

She was like a patient who had just recovered from a serious illness. Her figure was lonely and desperate as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

"Ms. Parsons." Darwin stopped her.

Lilia turned her head. Her eyes were dry, and there were no tears. But her expression looked extremely sad. "What's wrong?"

"Where are you going? I'll drive you," Darwin said.

Lilia shook her head blankly. "Thank you for your kindness. My driver is waiting for me outside. If you really care about me, persuade him to come and explain it to me before noon tomorrow." Darwin knew how cruel the truth was, and he could not help but feel bitter.

In fact, whether he explained it or not, the result was the same. It was nothing more than pain whether she knew the truth or not.

Finn was right. Time would dilute everything. Instead of letting her face death directly, it was better to hide it from her. Maybe after a few years, she would have a new life and forget about the past. Darwin walked out of the office again and walked along the long corridor back to Finn's ward.

In the quiet ward, there was a clear sound of the breathing machine working. Finn, wearing an oxygen mask, was lying on the bed, looking lifeless like a dead fish.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he did not bother to look at it, because the footsteps did not belong to the person he was thinking about.

"Mr. Orwell. How are you doing?" Darwin respectfully walked to the bed and asked as usual.

Finn did not even open his eyes. He still kept his eyes closed. "Not dead yet."

"Ms. Parsons came to the office to look for me just now." Darwin went straight to the point.

When he heard the name of his beloved one, Finn immediately opened his eyes. His illness had already affected his eyes, and his eyes were bloodshot. It seemed that he had not slept for a long time. "What did she come to you for? Did she interrogate you? Did you tell her?"

After all, they had known each other for a long time. Finn could realize what Lilia had done.

"Mr. Orwell, don't worry. I didn't reveal anything that I shouldn't have said."

"That's good. I definitely can't let her know that I've become like this." Finn laughed at himself.

"Ms. Parsons looked very sad. She will return to Paris at noon tomorrow. She asked me to tell you something. If you don't explain to her before she leaves, you don't have to explain it to her in this life," Darwin told Lilia honestly.

After hearing this, Finn laughed bitterly. Tears welled up in his eyes. "She has a backbone. That's her. But how can I explain it to her like this?"

"Mr. Orwell, why don't you tell Ms. Parsons the truth? At least, she can stay with you for the last time. It won't be so regretful."

Darwin could not bear to see them suffer. He could not help but persuade Finn.

But Finn shook his head firmly. "Compared with letting her see me like this, it is better to hide it from her for the rest of her life. It is good for her to go back to Paris. It is better to forget about me and never inquire about me for the rest of her life."

"Mr. Orwell, why are you doing this?"

Darwin tried to persuade him again. But Finn took the excuse of being sick and said he wanted to rest. He asked Darwin to leave.

"Dr. Sharp, you should go. I want to have a good rest."

As soon as Darwin left, Finn immediately sat up from the bed and called his assistant Gerald.

"Check what time Lilia will set off tomorrow."

"Didn't Ms. Parsons just come back? Why is she leaving again?" Gerald was confused.

Finn was sick and had no strength, so he did not want to waste his time on his assistant. "If I tell you to investigate, just investigate. Don't talk so much nonsense."

After Gerald hung up the phone, he quickly started investigating it. A moment later, he sent the latest flight number to Finn.

The flight would take off at 12:35 pm tomorrow.

When Gerald was checking the flights, he also checked the reason for Lilia's departure. He did not expect them to be in such a great conflict. He was especially worried now.

"Mr. Orwell, Ms. Parsons is at home now. Why don't you go and explain it to her?"

Finn held the phone in silence. A moment later, he said coldly, "I have arranged too little work for you. Are you bored?"

Gerald could feel Finn's anger, but he, who was loyal, still mustered up the courage to advise.

"Mr. Orwell, I don't want you to leave any regrets in your life. You should go find Ms. Parsons."

Finn wanted to see her more than anyone else, but he clearly knew that he couldn't.

Anger gathered in his chest. He couldn't help but cough, and a fishy smell welled up in his throat. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the white quilt cover was completely sprayed with blood. The corner of Finn's mouth curved with blood, and he sneered painfully.

How was he going to keep Lilia like this? Was he worthy of her love as a dying person?

At noon the next day, Lilia packed her luggage and went to the airport early to check in.

She did not bring much luggage when she came back. Because Finn said that he had prepared everything for her, she only brought a small box.

When she left, she also took this suitcase with her, but her mood was completely different.

When she came back, she was excited, happy, and expectant. When she left, she was depressed and reluctant.

Although she was desperate, she hoped that Finn would appear and give her a reasonable explanation.

As time passed, Lilia did not even go to the waiting room inside. Instead, she waited outside in the hall.

She especially sat in a conspicuous spot, afraid that Finn would not see her when he came.

But she did not see him after she stood there for so long. When the airport broadcast urged the passengers who did not get on the plane to get on the plane quickly, he still did not see him. In the end, she still did not see the person she wanted to see.

The plane flew through the clouds, and there was an expensive convertible car parked outside the airport. The man in the passenger seat looked up at the sky.