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Chapter 7 Eric, You Can’t Die

Kate had been suppressing her emotions for a long time, but they completely collapsed with Eric’s words. She burst into tears and exclaimed, “No! You can’t! “Eric! You can’t die!” What had she done in her past life? Why did she hurt Eric, who was willing to give her everything and was even willing to die for her? When he was being stabbed to death, he probably regretted not being able to see her. Or maybe he thought it was her who wanted him to die and gradually gave up to fight for his life. Kate cried fiercely. Eric pressed his lips and caught off guard. It was the first time he had seen Kate cried so fiercely. Before, she would challenge him aggressively, scold him and tell him to leave, smash things in anger, and even throw things at him. He had seen many sides of her, but he had never seen her so fragile, crying so fiercely and so scared. Did she really care about me? Afraid of me dying? Eric’s eyes were confused. Then he seemed to think of something and quickly turned cold. He even paused his hand, which was about to wipe her tears. “Kate.” Kate heard Eric’s slightly cold voice. The coldness froze her heart for a moment. She looked up at him, only to see his handsome face slightly cold. He said, “You don’t need to worry about anything.” His voice was slightly cold and hard. He turned his face slightly away and said, “This matter will not be leaked out. You will not go to jail.” He couldn’t bear to see her in jail either. Eric was a powerful and ruthless man who could control everything, but in front of his wife, he was willing to give her everything. He even wished to give all of himself to her. Even if he had truly been stabbed to death, he had made all the necessary arrangements, and it wouldn’t implicate Kate in any way. Kate was stunned. Subconsciously, she wanted to explain that she didn’t think that way, but when she met Eric’s somewhat painful gaze, she stopped herself. Eric smiled bitterly. Kate’s expression was like a bucket of cold water poured on his head. His gaze gradually filled with paranoia. He forcefully grabbed Kate’s wrist. His hoarse voice exploded in Kate’s ear; like a devil in hell, he declared, “You can only be mine. Even if I die, when I go to hell, I will still bind you to me. “No matter where you go, you can’t escape from me!” Hearing his paranoid and ruthless voice, Kate’s body trembled. Her wrist was gripped painfully. Only when she tried to escape from Eric would he lose control. But this also proved how deep his love for her was. Eric seemed to want to crush her wrist and merge her into his being. His eyes also showed a hint of madness as he warned, “Don’t push me.” Kate, why are you so naughty? Why did you insist on getting a divorce and leaving me? “Ric.” The soft and slightly aggrieved voice of Kate suddenly rang out. Her voice instantly pulled Eric back from the brink of madness. His head was buzzing. His gaze, staring deeply into Kate’s eyes! What did I just hear? She called me … Ric? Kate’s eyes were red. She had made an effort to control the erratic emotions in her heart. She just looked at Eric with a hint of grievance and accusation, saying, “Ric, my wrist hurts.” Eric suddenly realised that he had exerted too much force. He quickly let go of her hand, only to see a red mark on her fair wrist where he had grabbed it. A hint of hostility flashed in his eyes. Eric raised his right hand without hesitation and slammed it toward the edge of the bed. “Ouch … ” Kate grimaced in agony once more. Her face contorted with pain. She had long anticipated Eric’s next action and instinctively placed her hand on the edge of the bed. Eric was unable to lessen the impact or alter his course in time, resulting in his fist striking Kate’s hand with full force.