Chapter 234
She took a deep breath, her tone calm. "If you don't see him come back, he's not necessarily dead. Send someone to find him."
"Mistress! Mistress!"
Tyrone hurriedly ran into Bertha's room and said. "Liam called and said he expected you to arrange your return. Mr. Derek is waiting for you at the beach villa."
"Mr. Derek isn't dead yet? Is he back? Was he not injured last night?" Tommy snorted, he was extremely happy.
Bertha said nothing, she looked at Tyrone, waiting for him to answer.
Tyrone shook his head. "I don't know, Liam just said that, but if Mr. Derek was at the beach villa waiting for you, he must have returned home safely."
Hearing this, Bertha and Tommy breathed a sigh of relief.
"Pack your things, and book your plane tickets as soon as possible, we'll go back to city X immediately."
She wants to know what Derek and Archie are doing.
"Yes, Mistress."
They quickly got on the earliest flight the same day to return to City X.
When they returned to the beach villa, it was already dark.
The winter weather was also darker, Bertha felt like it would rain heavily in a few moments.
The cold wind blew and cut the skin, but still could not stop Bertha's footsteps.
Entering the villa, Archie was not there, the whole villa was extremely quiet.
Bertha felt strange, she quickly opened the door.
What caught her eye was the scene of an open window, cold wind rushing into the room, not even the lights were on, and no one in the kitchen came to greet her or give her slippers to change into as usual.
"Derek?"
Bertha called loudly, but no one responded.
She looked around, and finally, her eyes stopped on the clothes rack, on which was a small letter.
Content of the letter: "The weather is getting colder, even if you are in your room, you have to wear warm clothes. You are very beautiful. Even if you wear a thick cotton shirt, you are still beautiful."
Bertha was suspicious, she immediately ran upstairs. "Derek. What the hell are you doing?"
In response to her words, there was still a long silence.
Bertha went into his room again, the blankets were neatly folded, the bed had no heat, and it was very cold.
In the room, except for the sound of the wind blowing the curtains, there was no other sound.
Bertha became more and more confused. A bad premonition arose in her heart. She went up to the third floor again but still didn't see him.
Bertha searched for a while, she returned to the living room, and suddenly, she saw a small piece of paper placed in the fruit basket.
"Fruits have a lot of vitamins, you should eat a little more."
The surface of the refrigerator also had a sticky note on it. Bertha went there and took it down.
"You have to eat a lot of rice, a lot of vegetables. Don't be picky about eating in the future. Mushrooms are not good but have a lot of nutrients. You are very skinny. Even if you gain more than 10 kilograms, I still like you."
Bertha went into the kitchen, she took down the note that was taped to the coffee maker.
"From now on, you should drink less coffee and tea at night. No matter how busy you are at work, you also have to pay attention to your health. Seeing you stay up late makes me very sad."
Bertha's heart was a little moved, she felt even more strange. "Derek, you need to show up. What the hell are you doing?"
Bertha waited for several minutes with still no response, until she heard a knock on the door outside.
She felt joy in her heart and quickly ran to open the door.
"Why don't you bring the key..."
Her words were immediately silenced.
Because the person standing outside the door is Liam.
He was holding a blue, patterned ceramic bottle, tears were still streaming down his face, and the corners of his eyes were also red.
Behind him, there were Aran and Jason, they were also crying, and the bodyguards Tommy and Donald were also standing next to them, their faces were very unsightly.
Bertha felt her heart skip a beat, her bad premonition suddenly flared up strongly.
She looked at them and asked coldly. "Where's Derek?"
Liam looked down at the bottle he was holding in his hands, his voice filled with pain. "He is here."
Bertha followed his eyes and slowly looked down. She already guessed in her heart, but she still didn't believe it.
Liam wiped his tears while telling the story. "Last night, the boss and I quietly went to an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs to deal with a group of assassins dressed in black for you. Unexpectedly, they poured gasoline and burned down the entire warehouse. When we got there, he was engulfed in flames..."
Liam couldn't continue speaking, his tears kept flowing down...
Everyone can't help but feel pity...
Bertha was also affected by this atmosphere, her eye sockets turned red, but her face and voice remained cold, and she laughed mockingly. "So you're saying this is the urn containing his ashes? You think I'm going to believe this bullshit of yours?"
Aran, Jason cried even harder, and Liam couldn't help but choke.
"Believe it or not, the boss was burned and disfigured by that fire. We couldn't bear it so we cremated him. I thought he loved you so much that I brought him here first, then brought the ashes back to the Tibble family.”
Bertha was stunned as she looked at the jar containing Derek's ashes. Before her eyes, it seemed to be reenacting the nightmare scene she had that night in S city.
His eyes of pain and despair in the sea of fire had never faded from her memory.
Unexpectedly, that dream would come true.
Her hand trembled, taking the bottle from Liam's hand.
Tears she couldn't control and rolled down her cheeks.