Murray swiftly intervened. “My King, just send her to the hospital for a blood transfusion. It’s better the blood type is matched, or her body will suffer a rejection.”
I coughed awkwardly and lowered my arm. “Okay, I’ll take Crystal to the hospital now.”
When it came to Crystal’s safety, I couldn’t think straight.
“One more thing, the witch power in Crystal has completely disappeared. Now she only has the power of a werewolf. This is actually a good thing.” Murray paused, stealing a glance at the slumbering little girl nestled in Laura’s arms.
“Beryl has lost control of her powers several times in the past few days.”
“You’re absolutely right. What are we to do? Beryl is still just a child, and the agony caused by her untamed powers is beyond imagination.” A pang of sympathy coursed through Laura.
Pondering for a moment, I voiced my thoughts. “Crystal has undergone losing control of these unleashed forces herself. She must personally guide Beryl in mastering the dark witch power. We can’t solve this before Crystal wakens.”
“Oh, by the way, is Noreen completely gone?” I inquired with a tinge of uncertainty.
Murray heaved a sigh and tugged at his beard, his fingers moving faster and faster. “Noreen’s soul suffered severe damage, yet it hasn’t dissipated entirely.
A fragment of her consciousness still lingers within Beryl’s body.”
“Then what should we do? Is it possible that Noreen will come back to life? This wicked witch!” Laura’s voice dripped with venom as she mentioned Noreen’s name.
Noreen was the object of everyone’s disdain. Only when she was completely eradicated could our souls find peace.
“Don’t worry. Noreen won’t be able to return, but her remaining consciousness may disturb Beryl. It needs time to dissipate,” Murray assured earnestly.
“Furthermore, Beryl’s own power should be more than capable of subduing Noreen’s consciousness, but I cannot predict the extent to which it may run rampant. As long as it persists, it remains a ticking time bomb.”
Rufus’ POV
I was a little worried, and deep anxiety lingered in my mind. Beryl had to endure the powerful witch power at such a tender age, The power surge would definitely not stabilize soon, and during this process, she would have to suffer immense pain.
But fortunately, everything seemed to be improving.
I told myself that as long as we were alive, there would always be a way.
When Crystal began to breathe again, I felt that my lost soul had returned and I was reinvigorated. Even if several obstacles still waited for us in the future, I had the confidence to overcome them now.
I personally took Crystal to the hospital and customized the most suitable diet plan for her. I believed that she would recover faster only if I did this myself.
A steady stream of Crystal’s friends visited the Royal Hospital’s ward.
Flora came almost every day, and sometimes she would help look after Beryl and Arron. The kids were staying at the hospital with us. Initially, I hadn’t allowed this and had asked Laura to take them back to the imperial palace.
But Beryl had always been mischievous enough to stay out of the sight of the guards and maids. She always found a way to sneak out of the imperial palace, bringing Arron with her. Every time they sneaked into the hospital, they would be messy and covered in filth. So, I ordered the guards to fill up all the holes of the walls. Then, Beryl simply pretended to be sick. As a result, she had a reason to stay in the hospital. Even Arron had begun to pick up her tricks in the past few days.
I had no choice but to let them stay.
Now, they were more vigilant than the nurses of the hospital. Their gaze was continuously fixed on the ECG machine. They feared that Crystal’s heart would stop beating at any moment.
Everyone expected Crystal to wake up soon. They called out her name over and over again. I also chanted her name in my heart.
However, no matter how hard we tried, she showed no indication of waking up.
As time passed by, my heart burned with anxiety, but I was helpless.
Murray had done his best, but Crystal didn’t wake up. It seemed like she had fallen into an eternal sleep I convinced myself that after enduring so much pain, it was not a big deal for me to wait a little. I had to patiently sit tight until she woke up.
Every night, I sat by her bed and updated her on the day’s events.
This night, as usual, I sat on the edge of her bed, clasped her hand, and gave her the rundown of the day’s happenings. “Beryl’s powers spiraled out of control again today, but this time the situation was much better than the power surge she had experienced three days ago. At least she could stay in her senses and stop hurting herself. I believe that soon, she will be able to control her witch power. Crystal, just wake up. Both our kids need you. And I need you as well.”
I suddenly felt Crystal’s fingers twitch a little while I was speaking.
I instantly gasped and froze. I watched Crystal unblinkingly. The next second, I saw that her eyelids visibly fluttered.
Crystal…
“I murmured her name in disbelief. A sense of hope suddenly unfurled within me.
I knew this was a sign that Crystal was about to wake up. I gripped her hand tightly and found more courage to call out to her, “Crystal, I’m here. Wake up, Crystal.”
Crystal’s POV
I felt like I had experienced a long dream.
In that dream, I seemed to have lived my entire life.
My dream was ordinary but wonderful. Although I was just a regular person in it, I had a full life.
Here, I was happy every day. I was just an ordinary student. I was surrounded by my friends, and we studied and worked together.
I also had parents who adored me completely. They accompanied me and showered me with warmth, making me incomparably rich.
However, I always felt a deep sense of emptiness in that warm world.
In my dream, I always heard some vague sounds. The sounds were like imaginary bubbles. The second I tried to catch them, they would burst. They also sounded very far away; as if they were coming from another world. In the beginning, I wanted to ignore them, but they always surrounded me, leaving me with no way to escape. Gradually, I became used to them and they became a part of my dream.
Whenever darkness fell, I would sit alone by the window and gaze at the night sky.
As I stared at the twinkling stars, I always felt like I had lost something, but I couldn’t figure out what it was. Everything in front of me was what I had always longed for, wasn’t it?
However, no one gave me an answer. Day after day, I could only continue watching the starry sky as my heart felt increasingly lonely.
I thought I was probably unwell. Some indefinable emotion coursed through me, and I had nowhere to vent it. There was a voice deep within my heart that kept reminding me that I might have forgotten something. Maybe it was a person or a memory.
At thjs time, I suddenly heard a man’s voice. It was gentle and pleasant, and extremely unique when compared to my noisy surroundings.
It wasn’t the first time I heard this voice. It would ring out every night at this time.
The difference was that it was always fuzzy in the past, but today it was particularly clear.
I was becoming more and more deeply aware of the tenderness and affection in this voice. Every time he called out my name, he said it like he was whispering to a lover, making my heart flutter with restlessness.
He was telling me a story again. This time, I finally comprehended his words.
He was talking about our two children.
I was shocked. I was onlyeighteen years old. How could I have two kids? He must be joking!
However, as I continued to listen, I was suddenly enveloped by a strong sense of familiarity when I heard him describe the kids’ faces in detail. He talked about their laughter, as well as their joy, anger, and sorrow.
Tears pooled in my eyes and streamed down silently. Little by little, the gaping hole in my heart was filled.
I finally knew what I had lost.
It was my love for Rufus and my kids, and my desire for a real life.
No matter how wonderful this dream was, in the end, it was just a dream.
I was such a moron to leave Rufus and my children behind.
I impulsively opened the door. My parents called out from behind me. I tried my best to hold back the tears I felt inside me and didn’t look back.
I walked to the cliff closest to the starry sky. The wind whistled in my ears. I gazed into the deep night sky, shut my eyes, and then resolutely jumped off the cliff. I was determined to not leave them alone this time.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw him, Rufus, my love.
Crystal’s POV
At that moment, I knew that I finally had everything I once lost.
I wanted to say something, but the words got caught in my throat, and I could do nothing but smile at Rufus.
But just as the corners of my mouth curved upwards, Rufus threw his arms around me and hugged me tightly. I felt his trembling breath, which told me just how scared he had been this whole time.
I hugged him back lovingly, eyes burning with tears of joy. “Rufus, I’m sorryI made you wait so long,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.
I was still weak, so it took a great deal of effort for me to wrap my arms around his neck.
“Don’t apologize, Crystal. I should thank you.” His voice was muffled as he whispered into my hair. “Thank you for waking up. Thank you for not abandoning me.”
A hot tear trickled down my neck and dissolved into my chest, as though it had imprinted a mark on my heart.
“I want to kiss you, Rufus.” The surging emotions in my heart dictated that I had to do something.
Rufus pulled away from the hug slightly to look me in the eye. Then he slowly lowered his head and kissed me on the lips. His kiss started off gentle, but it ignited a fire in my heart.
The kiss grew passionate, and it lasted until both of us were out of breath.
When we finally calmed down, I lay nestled in his arms and told him about my dream.
In my dream, I had become an ordinary person. I had friends and family, and my life was ordinary, albeit wonderful.
“But I could always hear your voice-your call. You were always in the background.” I held Rufus’ hand and pinched his gnarled fingertips. “But I couldn’t hear what you were saying. It wasn’t until today that I heard you clearly.”
Hearing this, Rufus frowned and pretended to be jealous, hugging me even more tightly. “You said you could hear me in your dream, but you only woke up because you heard that Beryl was in trouble. It seems that you still care about our kids more than you care about me.”
I chuckled and kissed his chin playfully. “Silly boy, are you seriously jealous of your own kids?”
Rufus snorted indignantly.
I giggled. “Then would you prefer I don’t care about them anymore?”
“I didn’t say that,” Rufusretorted huffily. It seemed he didn’t realize how ridiculous he sounded.
What an arrogant man! He cared about our children as much as I did, but he acted like a spoiled child in front of me. He was even jealous of his own kids.
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