All Chapters of May We Never Meet Again: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Nathan stormed into the hospital like a force that could not be contained, his presence alone sending waves of unease through the reception area as the automatic doors swung open behind him with a sharp mechanical hiss. His footsteps were heavy and purposeful against the tiled floor, each step echoing with authority and barely restrained fury as he approached the front desk, his eyes scanning the room like a predator searching for its prey.“I need the room Charlotte Dean was admitted to,” he said, his voice sharp, controlled but carrying an edge that made it impossible to ignore.The nurse at the reception looked up, startled by the intensity in his tone. Her fingers froze over the keyboard, her lips parting slightly as she struggled to respond, clearly overwhelmed by the man standing before her.“Speak, god damn it!” Nathan burst out suddenly, slamming his hand hard against the desk, the loud bang causing several people in the waiting area to jump in fear while a few nurses nearby

What had just unfolded before the officers left a bitter taste in their mouths, one that could not easily be ignored or forgotten. The line between right and wrong, which they had sworn to uphold when they joined the force, suddenly seemed blurred beyond recognition. They had all witnessed it clearly; a citizen drawing a weapon, threatening lives in broad daylight, yet instead of enforcing the law as they were trained to do, they stood back and allowed him to walk away untouched, as if he were above the very system they represented. It raised a question that none of them wanted to answer aloud but all were silently asking within themselves: where did their loyalty truly lie now? Was it still to the badge they wore proudly, the oath they had taken to serve and protect the people, or had it shifted quietly over time to a select few powerful individuals who bent the system to their will and expected obedience without question or resistance?"This is wrong," one young officer said qui

Nathan stood outside the Dean’s house, his tall frame rigid, his eyes scanning every inch of the compound as though he could will Charlotte to suddenly appear from thin air. The quietness of the house irritated him, the stillness mocking his desperation. Just then, the low growl of an engine announced the arrival of another car. Marcel stepped out first, followed by three armed men who quickly spread out, their eyes alert and cautious as they surveyed the environment."Boss, you called." Marcel said, walking closer, his tone respectful but edged with concern as he looked around the area once more, as though expecting danger to leap out at any moment. "Sorry, boss. We heard about the accident."Looking at the things he had accomplished over the years since taking over from his father, or rather the man he had always believed to be his father, Nathan found it almost impossible to accept that everything could be taken away from him just like that. The empire he built, the respect he

Nathan dragged himself up from the floor with Marcel’s help, his body trembling as though every ounce of strength had been drained out of him. His legs felt weak beneath him, barely able to support his weight, and for a brief moment, it seemed like he would collapse all over again if Marcel loosened his grip even slightly.His eyes refused to shift away from the framed picture of Charlotte on the stand. It was as though something had locked his gaze in place, forcing him to stare, to accept what he was seeing even when every part of him rejected it completely. The photograph captured her in a moment of pure life, her smile bright and warm. That smile was too alive, too full of warmth to belong to someone who was gone. It mocked the silence in the room, contradicted the arrangement of flowers and candles, and challenged the very idea that she was no longer part of this world.His lips trembled slightly, as if words were fighting desperately to escape, pushing against the weight in

The hall fell into a suffocating stillness as three men stepped forward from the far end, one of them holding a small wooden box.Nathan’s body stiffened instantly, his entire frame going rigid as his eyes locked onto the box.They stopped directly in front of Megan, and for a second, no one spoke, as though the weight of the moment demanded silence before anything else could follow.Eventually, the man standing in front cleared his throat, his voice rough and strained as he spoke.“Mrs. Dean, this is Charlotte’s ashes, just as she requested her body be cremated, may her soul find eternal peace.”The words hung in the air like a final verdict, and Megan’s throat moved as she swallowed hard, her fingers twitching slightly at her sides before she slowly stretched out her hands to receive the box.And though it looked small and almost insignificant, the moment it settled into her palms, her fingers trembled under its weight.Her lips curved into something that resembled a smile but lacke