Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman

"Have you forgotten about Ryan?" Carter asked with a smile.

Of course, Shirley had not forgotten. She had not stopped Carter when he said he wanted to kill Ryan.

It seemed that she had already been a murderer back then.

When he saw Shirley sitting there in a daze, Carter lifted his hand and softly touched Shirley's face, which had gone cold from the wind. Her scar was so dazzling under the dim light. "Everyone is fighting for the things they want in life. Back then, I had been so passionate and enthusiastic, but now, I realized I 'm getting tired. "

Carter's eyes became inexplicably gentle as he spoke.

"I believe you didn't tell those people from St. Piaf about my location this time, am I right?"

Carter probed. However, ever since Shirley panicked and became scared that something would happen to him, he knew Shirley would no longer ask those people to get him.

When he saw Shirley looking at him silently, Carter lifted the corner of his lips. A gentle smile that had been long gone appeared on his handsome face again. "Shirley, I don't think we have much time left, and I can't turn back now. Even if I did, we couldn't go back to the way we were. So, we have to cherish the last hours tonight." Shirley could hear the decisiveness in Carter's sentence.

At this moment, his eyes were gentle, but his gentleness and friendliness belied some strange emotions.

Shirley had never felt so anxious before. The corners of her eyes became wet, and unbeknownst to her, the person in front of her became blurry.

"Carter, you can still turn back, " Shirley urged with a trembling voice.

"Impossible," Carter denied firmly. "I don't want to run anymore, Shirley. I'm tired."

He said he was tired.

Shirley's heart stopped beating for a second.

"So, what are you planning? Will you give yourself up after tonight?" she asked quickly, "Did something bad happen to Jeremy and Eveline?"

Carter lowered his eyes to look at the time on his watch. The water would fill the pool in an hour the most.

It was a pool of two meters. Once it was filled with water, Jeremy and Madeline would not come out.

As such, there would only be one conclusion-they would have drowned by now.

When Shirley saw the delight in Carter's eyes, she closed her eyes, losing all hope.

"You killed them..." "They deserved it."

Carter insisted on this thought.

"Our child died because of them. You like Lillian, so I'll let her off the hook, but Jeremy and Madeline must pay."

"Carter!"

"Alright, that's enough." Carter furrowed his brows and interrupted Shirley. He then said softly," Shirley, don't waste our time any further."

Carter stopped Shirley from continuing to speak. He then walked behind Shirley and slowly pushed her wheelchair forward.

"I've brought you to F Country to treat you, but from the looks of it now, we don't have the chance and time anymore. Besides, I think you won't accept my so-called kindness. Shirley, you're already mentally prepared for this, aren't you?"

Shirley's grip tightened. She no longer knew what to say to Carter.

She did not have any expectations or hopes for the future anymore, but when she looked at the surging blue sea, tears fell from her eyes without warning. She reined in her emotions and tried to ask as calmly as possible.

"Would everything have been different if I hadn't left without telling you back then?"