Chapter 91

• "No!" Elena exclaimed, collapsing on her knees next to her father. With shaking hands, she tried to stop his bleeding. It proved futile as his blood gushed out the more. Her father groaned, every part of his body in severe pain. He looked at his daughter—the daughter he had wronged for years. She had become a woman now, and she was beautiful, just like her mom. However, she carried the majority of her attributes from her maternal grandmother. She was crying over him, and he wanted nothing but to wipe her tears away. She shouldn't worry about him. She was never at fault; he was. He could finally meet his love and tell her about their daughter. He wished he could have spent more time with her. Fate had other plans, it seemed. It was better for him that he died at her hand. He didn't think he would be able to survive if he killed his daughter. He had lost so much already, all for his greed for power.
• "Don't die," he heard her whisper repeatedly. He wished he could honour her wish, but his time had come. He didn't want her to cry anymore, neither did he want to cause her guilt for the rest of her life.
• So, knowing that his time had drawn close, he forced a smile on his face, his eyes expressing all the words he couldn't muster. He had so much he wanted to say to her, but in the end, the only thing he could say was this…