Chapter 430: He Has No Way Back Anymore

Isaac's heart tightened painfully, and he gave a bitter smile.

He had been too happy too soon.

Although Nora had cut ties with Mortimer, her attitude towards him had only become less hostile, but she was still distant and cold.

He knew where the root of the problem lay.

But he couldn't confess to Nora right now.

Nora had already turned and walked into the hospital.

Rhys had re-examined Barrett, and Barrett had calmed down a lot, but there was still unease in his eyes.

Nora walked to the bedside and gently touched Barrett's forehead, "Magnus, don't worry. It's all good now. Mortimer has left, and he won't come back again. You can rest easy."

Barrett's eyes widened, showing doubt and disbelief.

Nora and Mortimer had such a good relationship, she trusted Mortimer so much, would she really not let Mortimer see him again?

At this moment, Isaac's voice came from behind. "What your mommy said is true, Mortimer won't appear in front of you again, you don't have to be afraid."

Hearing this, Barrett finally believed it and breathed a sigh of relief.

But the next moment, he thought of Mortimer's kindness to him and the promises he had made to Mortimer.

He had promised Mortimer to stay by Nora's side for him, to help him monitor Isaac and Nora, and to follow Mortimer's instructions when he gave him tasks.

Mortimer had also said that ungrateful and untrustworthy people were despised by everyone and would get what they deserve—nobody will love them.

If he didn't meet Mortimer in the future, wouldn't he become an ungrateful person?

Although Mortimer had hurt him this time, Mortimer had given him a second life, raised him to this age, and had been very kind to him.

He couldn't be ungrateful.

But he was really afraid of Mortimer now.

Barrett furrowed his brows in distress.

Nora asked softly, "Magnus, what's on your mind? If you have any worries, you can tell mommy, don't keep it to yourself."

Barrett looked at Nora and replied in a sweet childlike voice, "Mommy, I still want to see Uncle Mortimer in the future."

Nora's eyes darkened a bit, "Aren't you afraid of him? Why do you still want to see him?"

Barrett said insincerely, "I'm not afraid of Uncle Mortimer, Uncle Mortimer is very good to me."

Nora's eyes turned a bit cold.

What kind of threats had Mortimer made to Magnus? Why was Magnus so scared of him, yet still defending him?

Nora suppressed her emotions and said gently, "You should focus on getting better first. Mortimer is busy with work and doesn't have time to see you right now. We'll talk about it when you're better."

Barrett visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

He had to speak for Mortimer because of Mortimer's kindness in raising him.

But he was really afraid now and didn't actually want to see Mortimer.

Hearing Nora's words, he felt relieved.

Nora and Isaac stayed in the ward with Barrett.

Late at night, Isaac urged Nora to go rest with Soren, saying he would stay in the ward with Barrett.

Nora nodded and left the ward.

In the city.

After returning to the city from the villa, Mortimer went to a bar and drank heavily.

At this moment, he was already drunk, his consciousness somewhat scattered.

But in his mind, Nora's image and every word she had said kept replaying.

The words she had said at the villa now felt like sharp silver needles, all piercing his heart, making him feel unbearable pain.

"Nora, I love you. Everything I did was just to make you look at me more, to make you stay by my side."

"Did I do something wrong?"

"I didn't do anything wrong!"

"People should strive for themselves. I was just working hard for what I wanted. Why do you blame me? Why can't you forgive me?"

"I may have hurt you, but I never put your life at risk. I will take care of you to make up for what I did. Why can't you understand me?"

Mortimer was in unbearable pain, feeling like he couldn't breathe.

"We clearly knew each other first, why did you choose Isaac?"

"You clearly said that I was good in every way, even said my temper was better than Isaac's, but why didn't you choose me?"

"Nora, can't you love me a little?"

"You're too biased."

"I treated you so well, gave up my status for you, even helped you raise kids for three years, but you want to cut ties with me."

"You clearly promised me that no matter what happened, you wouldn't cut me out of your life."

For the first time in his life, Mortimer was so out of control.

He was alone in the private room, surrounded by empty bottles, tears streaming down his face.

But it didn't completely numb him, didn't take away his pain.

He still felt very painful.

Even more painful than when he was sober.

Besides the pain, there was also a strong sense of unwillingness.

"If I had confessed first back then, would our ending be different?"

"If I had been as shameless as Isaac and confessed to you before you turned eighteen, would you have been my wife? Would the children you had have been mine?"

Unwillingness and regret kept swirling in Mortimer's mind.

When he found out that Nora and Isaac were together, he had forced himself to calmly bless them, thinking that they were just together, and he still had a chance.

He had always been very patient.

He could waitHe could wait until Nora and Isaac broke up, then he would pursue her.

But he had waited for seven years, only to get this result.

How could he be willing to accept it?

Mortimer tightly gripped the bottle, his eyes dark.

The bottle was crushed by his hand.

Glass shards pierced his palm, and blood oozed out, dripping onto the ground, shocking to see.

But he didn't care at all, didn't even feel the pain.

He was quickly planning something in his mind.

After a while, he suddenly laughed, "Nora, I've waited for seven years. To get you, I've sacrificed so much, given up so much, even my bottom line as a person."

"I can't afford to lose."

"I can only win, I must win!"

"I won't give up just like that."

As if feeling the pain in his hand, Mortimer looked at his bloody hand, his expression unchanged, but with a bit more bloodthirsty fervor.

He clenched his fist tightly.

The glass shards in his palm pierced deeper, and more blood flowed.

His clear eyes were stained with a strange red by the blood.

"From childhood to now, I've always gotten what I wanted."

"If I can't get it, then no one else should think about getting it!"

"Nora, I'm sorry."

"I have no way back."

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