Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman

After listening to what had Carter said, Shirley's tears rolled out of her eyes one by one.

The scorching tears fell onto the back of Carter's hand, and the heat immediately burned his heart.

As Carter spoke, he put the diamond ring on Shirley's ring finger.

He could feel Shirley's misery at this moment, so Carter suppressed his emotions. His Adam's apple gently moved twice, suppressing the feeling of grief.

"Shirley, I am very happy that I had the chance of knowing you in this life. I was too petty for not being able to forgive you for leaving without saying goodbye. In the end, my obsession made me wander onto the wrong path, and now, there's no turning back for me."

Carter suppressed his pain and forced himself to finish speaking. He grabbed Shirley's hand, put it to his lips, and kissed it lightly.

"I know that you always have me in your heart, but so what? We might not be able to come together in the end just because of our mutual affection. Maybe someone like me isn't worthy of love at all. "Shirley, do you think there's a next life for us humans?"

Carter suddenly asked this childish question, but his eyes were full of expectation.

"If so, can I make an appointment with your next life now?"

Shirley's heart trembled violently when she heard this.

She bit her lip tightly, took a deep breath, and tried to keep her emotions under control. "Carter, listen, there is no next life. Don't do anything stupid."

She seemed to be warning him, but in fact, she was hoping she could use this way to stop Carter from committing suicide.

She could not accept how he wanted to use such a decisive way to completely settle all grievances.

However, how could all of this end because of this?

Jeremy and Madeline's deaths would not be resolved by Carter's death.

Shirley's tears fell all at once.

However, Carter had made up his mind.

He raised his hand and gently brushed away the tears on Shirley's cheek. Under the streetlamp, the gentleness and elegance finally returned to his handsome face. "Shirley, there's nothing to be sad about. Everyone will eventually go on this path, but some people choose to follow orders, and I just want my destiny to be in my own hands."

"No, no, I won't allow you to do this. Do you hear me, Carter? I won't allow it!" Shirley cried out hoarsely, but Carter seemed unmoved.

It turned out that when he said he did not have much time, it was not because he wanted to surrender, but it was because he wanted to end his life.

Carter put Shirley's hand down, stood up, and faced the sea again.

"I heard that spring is the season of resurrection. The withered flowers in the flowerbeds will have a chance to bloom again, but once a person dies, they won't come back again." "Carter, don't..."

"Shirley, before meeting you, I had only wanted to be accomplished in my career. After I have you in my heart, I hoped that one day, you'd see me ascend to the throne that symbolized the highest power with your own eyes, and then, I'd take you as my wife.

You'd then be the envy of all the women in St. Piaf, but it seems that all of this is just what I wanted."

After hearing these words, Shirley's heart seemed to be instantly torn apart, indescribable pain occupying every corner of her body.

"Stop talking, Carter, stop it..." Shirley begged as she cried. "Don't do anything stupid. I 'm begging you, just give yourself in, okay?"

"I'm happy to hear you call my name again." Carter smiled and turned back to look at Shirley's face that was drenched with tears. His gentle eyes boar love and deep emotions.

"Shirley, if I don't say this, I will never get the chance again."

He said and a gentle smile spread on his lips. He then confessed his love.

"I love you."

I love you.