Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 659 - 677: Even in Death, I Will Accompany You (10)

Chapter 659: Chapter 677: Even in Death, I Will Accompany You (10)

Just..just now, Percy Stanton’s life... hangs in the balance...

Isabel Smith looked up at the pitch-black night sky outside the window, her heart filled with apprehension.

She did not dare to think about what to do if Percy really left this world.

She only dared to think that if Percy were not dead, she would definitely tell him about the blood feud of her parents, the whereabouts of the child, and leave it all to him.

She believed that this man, who loved her so much, would definitely have a good way to help her solve this dilemma.

For Percy, she knew that a complete and healthy Isabel Smith would be the best gift in his life.

As long as he could survive, she would give him the gift he had always hoped for.

... ...

Outside Isabel’s bedroom, Percy’s demeanor immediately turned cold again after she left. He sat on the sofa, staring at the beautiful crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, not even blinking.

At last, he had successfully put Isabel at ease, so that she could stop obsessing over the blood feud of her parents and rely on Percy without any hesitation, seeking her own happiness.

Actually, he should be happy, and he really was happy. In this world, Isabel’s happiness was something he could never let go of, and her well-being was his own.

His older sister had always loved him, sacrificed for him, and even lost for him. Now, it was time for him to protect her in return.

For her sake, he would dispel all the darkness and brighten her skies.

Elijah Smith finally blinked his eyes and raised his hand to touch his face. He stood up from the sofa and walked to the table next to the TV, picking up Isabel’s bag, opened it, and took out a large stack of documents and an ID card.

He stood in front of the table, briefly flipping through the documents, then walked around the room, finally leading the documents to Percy’s study room and made a copy of each at the copier.

In the end, he even copied the front and back of the ID card.

Elijah Smith left the study room, replaced the documents he had taken from Isabel’s bag, and then rolled up a copy of them, placing them in his own bag.

Then he walked to Percy’s bedroom door, pushed it open, and quietly walked towards the bed after seeing Isabel, who seemed to have fallen asleep on it. He stood still beside her, looking at her peaceful sleeping face. After a while, he bent down and gently kissed her forehead, silently saying to Isabel in his heart: Please remember that you must be happy in order for me to be cruel to myself.

Elijah Smith stayed on Isabel’s brow for ten seconds before slowly stepping away, raising his hand to carefully tuck her quilt in, and then looked at her again before turning around and walking towards the doorway.

Older sister, be at ease and chase your happiness, I will deal with the rest.

As he closed the bedroom door, Elijah Smith looked at Isabel one last time, then without hesitation, closed the door, picked up his coat and school bag, and left Percy’s apartment.

Elijah Smith stared at the red numbers of the elevator. Once he reached the first floor, he stepped out and made a phone call at 4 a.m. on the roadside of the main street.

"I say, Young Master Smith, what’s gotten into you? Calling at 4 in the early morning, I’m still sleeping!"

"Alright, don’t talk nonsense with me. I have something serious to ask you. Don’t you know someone who can make fake IDs? Help me make a fake ID, and I’ll give you the information later."

After hanging up the phone, Elijah Smith took out the copied ID from his bag, sent the information on it, and then stood by the roadside, lit a cigarette, took a few puffs, and thought to himself: As Isabel had been moved by his words and had truly given up on revenge, would Percy Stanton, who loved her so much and whose life hung in the balance, allow it?