Chapter 220 Let Cecily Forget
Because Darian would find her and bring her back, Owen would never allow the descendants of the Fitzgerald family to be taken away. Unless Owen died, he would continue to pursue Cecily. Obviously, Cecily did not want this life, and she couldn't abandon Griffin and Rowan to stay here alone. So, the only way for her to see Griffin and Rowan often was to return as Cecily.
Blaise understood this, and Cecily did too. Cecily pursed her lips, lost in thought. After a long while, she lowered her eyes and smiled helplessly. As long as the Fitzgerald family didn't give up, and she couldn't abandon Griffin and Rowan, she would never be able to break free from the Fitzgerald family completely.
Blaise looked up, his gaze passing over Cecily. Griffin and Rowan were the people she cared about the most, and the unbreakable bond between her and Darian. In fact, if he were more ruthless, he should have made the decision for her.
Blaise stood up and said softly, "If you want to go back, I'll have someone take you back. Think about it." After speaking, Blaise left, and Elder Kenneth shook his head, feeling a little regretful, and then he left, too.
"Do you regret it?" Elder Kenneth walked up to Blaise and sighed, "You should have listened to me and let her forget everything before then she would have stayed with you in peace. You should know that if she goes back this time, she won't come back again."
Blaise had done everything to save Cecily, only to easily give her away to someone else, which made Elder Kenneth feel sorry for him. He had told Blaise that he could block Cecily's memories and make her forget everything in the past, to stay here.
But this fool refused, and he also forbade anyone to tell Cecily about the two billion dollars and a finger he had paid.
Blaise's eyes were deep, unconsciously rubbing his fingers with a bitter smile, "If I do this, am I deceiving her or myself?" If he really did that, he would have created a deception to deceive her and himself.
After the deception was exposed, she would hate him.
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Hayden and Declan really didn't want to see Darian working normally every day, looking for Cecily normally, living a normal life like a normal person. Was he really normal? If he was really normal, he wouldn't be sleepless all night, constantly looking for Cecily. He just kept everything in his heart, unwilling to admit it, unwilling to accept it.
If Darian continued to live like this, he would ruin himself. Instead of pretending to live a normal life daily, venting his emotions completely is better. So Declan and Hayden dragged Darian directly to the clubhouse, where a row of good wine was laid out on the crystal table, and Hayden opened a bottle of wine and handed it to Darian.
Darian, with dark circles under his eyes, looked exhausted, "What are you going to do?"
"Today we're going to drink with you, and after you get drunk and sober up, forget about her. Darian, it's been two months. You should accept that she's dead."
"Hayden!" Declan nervously pulled Hayden. No one dared to mention Cecily in front of Darian for the past two months. He didn't believe she was dead, and he didn't allow anyone to put up a tombstone for her. Darian's current state is very poor, and his spirit is on the verge of collapse. Hayden's words will stimulate him.
Hayden pushed Declan aside, "Don't stop me! Why don't you let me say? If he continues to live like this, even if Cecily is not dead, even if she comes back, he won't see her."
"Forget her?" Darian suddenly spoke, his arm trembling as he raised the bottle to his lips and took a sip. "You want me to forget her? How can I forget her?" Darian gave a bitter smile and poured a large mouthful of wine into his own mouth. That woman... he later discovered that losing her would make him so painful as if his heart was forcibly dug out and ravaged. How can he forget her and let go?
Hayden looked at Darian. He knew that there were some words that would make Darian very sad, but he still had to say, "Darian, she is already dead, and you are still alive, so you have to continue to live well. Do you have to drive yourself crazy for a dead person?"
Darian tightened his grip on the bottle, and his dim eyes turned a bit red. Hayden said she was dead. He raised his eyes, and his cold gaze looked at Hayden, "She's not dead!"
Hayden frowned, "You're lying to yourself." When Cecily was not found that night, her chances of survival were very low, not to mention that they had searched all around the scene and did not find her. He didn't say these harsh words on purpose, but Cecily really might have died.
"Shut up."
"You should listen to the truth." Declan stood aside and listened to their conversation, feeling only fear, but what Hayden said was indeed correct, so he did not stop Hayden.
"Get out, don't stay by my side." Darian clenched his fist and took two sips of wine, trying to suppress the burning anger, but his anger grew stronger.
Hayden picked up the wine glass and finished it in one go. He said Darian would regret it. Sure enough, he regretted it now. It was she who fell in love with him first, but he was the one who was wrong first, and now she left him, but he couldn't forget her. Cecily's departure and disappearance are her greatest punishment for Darian.
Hayden and Declan went out, leaving Darian alone here to calm down. Hayden and Declan leaned outside, smoking constantly. They had known Darian since they were children, and they had never seen him so dejected. He was like a soulless shell, repeating the process of eating, working, and looking for Cecily every day. The extreme suppression of emotions can drive a person crazy.
"How is Darian's sleep disorder?" Hayden glanced at Declan and asked.
Declan took a deep breath of smoke and sighed, "His condition is very bad. If Cecily is really dead, I'm afraid he will also be trapped in his longing for Cecily until he breaks down his own body."
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