The Broken Warrior's Daughter

Chapter 669

Delbert nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, I understand."

Sadie smiled and said, "I have some things to attend to, so I'll leave for a while. Rest well at home."

Delbert simply nodded.

After Sadie left, she instructed the butler, "Keep an eye on him more closely recently. If there are any strange behaviors, inform me."

"Miss Sadie, are you planning to restrict his freedom?"

The butler standing nearby bowed and asked with lowered brows.

Sadie waved her hand.

"No need for that. If he's kept too tightly, it might backfire. Just have more people follow him discreetly."

"Understood."

After the butler left, Sadie stood in place for a moment, gazing at the door of Delbert's room. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

In the end, she still felt unsettled in her heart.

She was like a parent of a mischievous child, always keeping a close watch, afraid that the child might run off when she wasn't looking.

Sadie sighed lightly, rubbed her temples, turned around, and left.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Harriet lay in bed, crying loudly for half the day until she finally fell into a deep sleep.

In her dream-like state, she felt particularly restless.

Her head kept shaking as she tried to break free from the dream but only sank deeper into it.

"Delbert... Delbert..."

She kept murmuring in her sleep, her hands involuntarily trembling.

She tried desperately to grasp onto something but found nothing.

Tears streamed down her cheeks and soaked her hair.

In her dream, she saw herself playing and frolicking with Delbert in Agral City when they were young.

As she looked at the young Delbert's innocent face, she tried to get closer to him, but he seemed to move further away.

She called out desperately and reached out to grab him, wanting to stop him from leaving, but her efforts were in vain.

"Delbert!"

Just as she felt disappointed, the distant figure suddenly approached her again.

As she was about to embrace him, the child in front of her, who was slightly shorter than her, suddenly grew taller than her by a lot.

His innocent face became remarkably mature.

She thought her Delbert had returned, but to her surprise, as she joyfully reached out to him, Delbert collapsed in front of her.

Then a pile of blood mysteriously flowed out from him, staining his clothes red.

Her man took his last breath in front of her...

"No! Don't leave me, Delbert!"

A scream echoed as Harriet sat up abruptly in bed.

Sweat and tears mixed together, wetting her face.

As she opened her eyes, she saw her mother, Miriam, and brothers looking at her with concern.

"Mom!" Harriet rushed into her mother's arms with sadness.

"Good girl, don't be sad. Delbert..."

At this point, Miriam found it difficult to continue.

After all, she could see Harriet's affection for Delbert.

"No! Delbert will be fine. He couldn't just leave me like that easily. It's impossible! Impossible..."

Harriet covered her ears, shaking her head and crying again.

Her eyes were already swollen and red from crying earlier.

Now she looked even more pitiful.

"Yvonne, don't do this!”

"If Delbert were still alive, he wouldn't want you to be this sad for him."

At this moment, all eight brothers surrounded her, comforting her with words of solace.

But Harriet didn't seem to hear any of it.

She kept muttering that Delbert wasn't dead.

Seeing Harriet like this made Miriam's heart ache even more.

Apart from others' opinions, seeing her daughter in such a state was heartbreaking for her.

Moreover, Delbert had been like a son to her since childhood.

After finally seeing them together just a few days ago and now losing him so suddenly, being an elderly person herself, she couldn't bear it and tears welled up in her eyes instantly.