When Daemon carried Derila to the car and the old general came to stop him, he
said politely and courteously, "General, Derila is my woman and I will not harm
her."
"I am the one who brought her to Xendale, I am responsible for her safety." The old
general was very serious.
"She is safe with me." Daemon's gaze was firm, "If you are not at ease, you can come
along to the Lierger family as a guest."
The general was a little hesitant, he wanted to protect Derila, but did not want to
ruin her marriage, Derila had once said that Daemon was the one she loved.
In the end, the general did not stop, "If anything happens to her, I will definitely come to
the door."
Without speaking, Daemon bowed low and left with Derila in his arms.
"Derila ……"
Anthony was just about to catch up when he was invited into another car by Harrison.
The attendant left with the remains of Uncle Lincoln.
…..
Derila didn't know how long she was out of sleep, but when she woke up again,
she felt a splitting headache and her head felt like it was going to explode.
The images of her auntie Layla and Uncle Lincoln's tragic death kept flashing in her
mind, the scene was like a knife stabbing her.
"Ms.Feroma, Ms.Feroma ……"
The affectionate shout came, Derila came back to her senses, opened her eyes in
a daze and saw Auntie Norah's loving face, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
It was as if time was still a few months ago and all the tragedies had not happened.
"You've been talking in your sleep, you've been having nightmares, haven't you?" Norah
wiped the sweat from her forehead and said heartily, "Don't be afraid, it's all right, it's all
right now."
"How long have I been asleep?" Derila rubbed her eyes.
"A day and a night." Norah helped her sit up and gave her a pillow on her waist, "It's the
next night now since Sir brought you back last night."
"Where's Daemon?" Derila asked subconsciously.
"Sir hasn't come back yet." Norah said softly, "A lot has happened today and Sir went
out early in the morning to deal with it."
Derila covered her forehead and thought carefully back to last night's events.
Uncle Lincoln was dead, shot to death in front of her eyes.
Was this a nightmare, or was it real?
It dawned on her that it was real.
Uncle Lincoln was really dead.
The president deliberately had him released and then told him that he and Daemon had
reached a reconciliation.
Uncle Lincoln was so angry and bent on death that he only wanted to kill the President
and his wife to avenge Layla's death.
So when he was uncuffed, he immediately grabbed the prison guard's gun and kept
shooting at the president's car.
However, it was the president's wife he killed.
The president was sitting in another car.
"Let me in, let me in, Derila, Derila ……"
At that moment, Anthony's voice came from outside.
Derila immediately asked Norah to ask him to please come.
Norah put on Derila's coat and only then went to invite Anthony.
Anthony came in in a hurry and when he saw Derila he said, "Derila, let's go
and get out of here."
"What's happening?" Derila looked at him blankly.
"Daemon has reconciled with the President." Anthony said with righteous indignation,
"This afternoon, the two held a press conference together, explaining to reporters that
what happened during this time was all a misunderstanding, and deleted all the news
about it, look, now you can't find any information anymore."
Said Anthony, handing her phone to her.
Derila took the phone and searched, and sure enough, all the news about the
president's wife, about her, about Marianne and Chrono, about the president's scandal
were all deleted cleanly.
There was no longer any trace of it to be found, it was as if it had never happened.
Derila looked at his phone in dismay, then looked up at the clock on the wall, the
date, the time, nothing was wrong.
The aunt's death was real, Uncle Lincoln's death was real, and was Sloan and other
bodyguards's death, everything, everything was real.
All tragedies were real, all the victims were innocent, but now, before the big revenge,
Daemon actually reconciled with the president!
Derila couldn't believe this fact, even though she saw clearly in the news that
Daemon shook hands with the president and made peace, she still couldn't believe it.
She did not believe that the person she loved would do this.
"Derila, let's go ……, " Anthony urged anxiously, "stay away from this place of right
and wrong."
Anthony felt that this place was very dangerous and just wanted to take Derila
away.
"I don't believe it, it's impossible." Still not daring to accept the truth, Derila turned
her head and asked Norah, "Aunt Norah, where is Daemon? When is he coming
back?"
Norah was having a hard time when the sound of a car came from outside and the maid
said at the door, "Sir is back."
Derila immediately ran downstairs and Anthony hurriedly followed.
Daemon entered the house, took off his jacket, wiped the snowflakes off his hair, raised
his eyes to see Derila and was about to speak when she questioned excitedly, "Did
you reconcile with the president?"
Daemon was stunned, not knowing how to answer.
"It seems to be true." Derila had already gotten the answer from his reaction, she
clenched her fist and questioned angrily, "So many people died for you, and you
actually reconciled with him? Why? Did those people die for nothing?"
"Let's go to our room and talk." Daemon reached out to put his arm around her
shoulders, but Derila angrily avoided him, "Daemon, tell me, did you reconcile with
the president? Did you?"
"Yes." Daemon replied in a low voice, "But ……"
"But what?" Derila looked at him ridiculously, "But you have a hardship? But you
don't want to, you can't help yourself?"
Daemon was very helpless, not knowing what to say, not even knowing how to face
her.
"Daemon, you let me down too much."
Derila's heart was incomparable anger and resentment, so many things happened
before, even the death of her aunt and the accident of Uncle Lincoln, she did not blame
him.
Because she felt that the source of all the tragedy was because of this, not her fault,
she even felt that he was also a victim.
But now ……
Everything that was considerate and understanding had turned into resentment, and
she couldn't understand how he could ignore the bad things that the president and his
wife did, the lives that were sacrificed, and just settle with the president so easily?
Why on earth?
"I'm sorry." It was a long time before Daemon spoke, without any explanation, only an
apology.
Derila looked at him in despair, feeling that this man in front of her suddenly
became so strange.
She had always thought of him as a man of responsibility, a man of the sky, but now,
she felt incredibly disappointed in him.
She even felt that she had loved the wrong person to bring down her aunt and Uncle
Lincoln for nothing, and she felt that it was all a mistake.
If she hadn't met Daemon and become his fiancee, none of the tragedies would have
happened.
She now hatred herself for being blind and believing in the wrong person to produce
such a tragedy.
Derila closed her eyes tightly and opened them again, her eyes were etched with
hatred, she gave Daemon a deep look, said nothing and left in stride.
"Derila ……"
Anthony hurriedly followed, taking off his jacket and draping it over her.
Harrison looked at Derila's figure and anxiously reminded Daemon, "Sir, it's cold
outside, go and chase Ms.Feroma back, explain properly ……"
Daemon did not say anything, nor did he look back at her, but lifted his steps and went
straight upstairs.
"Sir!!!"
Harrison called out, but Daemon still did not respond.
His heart was burning with anxiety, looking at the heavy snow outside, he still couldn't
help but chase after him.
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