- 9.
Johnny carefully packed Neena’s few
belongings into a bag and asked Ethan to
take him to the Kyoto Hotel and then to find
the best wedding planner in Beijing.
L
Ethan was stunned. Knowing he wouldn’t
listen, he could only resign himself to it, hoping Johnny’s father would arrive soon.
Johnny booked the entire Kyoto Hotel,
spending a fortune to have the wedding
planner decorate the hall in a day.
Ready, he put on a handsome suit and walked
down the aisle, carrying the urn.
No guests, no bride, but he walked with
unwavering determination.
Johnny’s father arrived just as the officiant
asked, “Do you, Johnny Sullivan, take Neena
Grey to be your lawfully wedded wife?”
Johnny firmly answered, “I do.”
く
Johnny’s father was furious, kicking over the
flower basket at the entrance, storming onto
the stage and grabbing Johnny’s collar.
“You crazy fool! There are so many eligible
women you could marry, and you choose a
dead woman! Do you know there are
reporters everywhere? You’ve disgraced the
Sullivan family!”
Johnny’s eyes were lifeless, clutching the urn
tightly.
His father’s anger made his temples throb; he
slapped Johnny hard.
“Damn it! If you continue like this, don’t
blame me for disowning you!”
Johnny backed away until his back hit the
L
screen, mumbling, “Fine. As long as you don’t
stop me from marrying Neena, I’m willing to
be cast out of the family.”
“You!”
His father’s chest heaved, his face dark, his
eyes cold as ice.
Seeing his stubborn son, he ordered, “Take
the urn! Scatter the ashes in the moat!”
The bodyguards rushed to take it.
Johnny’s forehead pulsed with anxiety, but no
matter how hard he tried, he could only watch
as the bodyguards took Neena’s ashes away.
He frantically broke through the bodyguards‘
lines, jumped into a car, and sped off in
The car lost control on a turn, crashing into a
large tree.
Johnny passed out.
When he woke up, his limbs were in casts.
But he didn’t care about himself; he struggled
to find Neena.
His father angrily questioned, “That woman is
so important to you? Important enough to
hurt yourself to hurt your father’s heart!”
Johnny stopped struggling at those words,
looking at his now white–haired father in
despair.
“Dad…I’m sorry, I really can’t live without
her.”
く
His father sadly closed his cloudy eyes and
wiped a tear from his cheek.
Johnny thought his father had acquiesced,
but his father turned and had the doctor give
him a sedative.
Every time he slept, Johnny dreamed of
Neena resolutely leaving, no matter how he
begged, she never stopped for him.
Upon waking, he desperately tried to find
Neena.
But each time, the doctor apologetically gave
him a sedative.
This cycle continued until Johnny’s mental
state finally collapsed, and his broken limbs
began to show signs of necrosis.
Seeing his son’s state, his father nearly
fainted.
He finally agreed to let Ethan bring Neena’s
ashes to him.
Johnny wept, holding the urn, a feeling of loss
and recovery washing over him.
At that moment, he finally understood how
much he loved Neena.
Such a beautiful, kind girl, killed by his own
hand!
Endless remorse consumed him.
I watched calmly, letting out a dry laugh.
Johnny looked up sharply in my direction.
His eyes widened in disbelief. “Neena…is that
you?”
For a moment, I panicked. After confirming he
could actually see me, I spoke.
“Johnny Sullivan, stop pretending. I won’t
forgive you. I despise cowards who hurt their
loved ones. Bury me.”
I don’t know what triggered the effect that let
him see me.
I only knew that after I finished speaking, he
couldn’t see me anymore, frantically clawing
at the air in the ward.
Two weeks later, Johnny finally processed my
<
words.
Lying in bed, he spoke to the empty air,
“Neena, don’t worry, this time I will listen to
you. I only hope that in our next life, I’ll have
the chance to be by your side again.”
Ethan took the urn and buried it in the
cemetery.
My body gradually turned transparent.
Eventually, I dissipated into the wind.
Finally, I was free.
