Chapter 392 Harriet Will Die

Chapter 392 Harriet Will Die

"Harriet, am I a terrible person?" Caspian tugged at the corner of his mouth. "I've never treated Coralie well, never."

Harriet tried to comfort him, "Caspian, what's done is done. The most important thing now is for Coralie to wake up safely."

"She will wake up, right?" Caspian suddenly felt empty inside. "I never imagined someone would die for me. I don't want her to die for me."

"I believe Coralie won't be willing to sleep forever," Harriet said firmly. "Even if not for you, she'll wake up for Qiana."

Caspian didn't respond, but the stabbing pain in his chest didn't ease one bit.

Harriet quickly put together a medical team and worked with Ondine to study Coralie's condition.

Caspian's body recovered quickly. In less than a week, he could get up and move around normally, though the wound on his lower abdomen still needed time to heal.

He stayed at the hospital and visited Coralie in the next room every day.

Several times, Harriet stood at the door and saw him silently gazing at Coralie. She would sigh quietly and walk away without disturbing them.

She knew that after this accident, Caspian's attitude had changed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be keeping watch by Coralie's bedside.

They say love that comes too late is worthless.

But she wondered whether Coralie still needed this affection.

Before Harriet could get back to the lounge, a sharp pain suddenly hit her chest. She quickly hurried into the room and closed the door.

She fought through the pain, gasping for air.

Her phone suddenly rang—it was a video call from Tristan.

Harriet immediately grabbed a pill from her bag and took it. After several minutes, the pain finally disappeared, and her pale face regained some color.

Harriet took out her makeup bag, touched up her face, and made sure she looked normal before picking up her phone to video call Tristan back.

Tristan answered right away. "Harriet, what just happened? Why didn't you answer?"

"I was in a meeting with the medical team and had my phone on silent," Harriet explained with a smile. "Did you need something?"

"Nothing much. I just wanted to remind you to rest more and not wear yourself out."

"I know what I'm doing. Don't worry."

"How's Coralie doing?"

"Same as before. Her vital signs are normal, but she just won't wake up," Harriet said. "I've arranged for Qiana to come to the hospital to spend time with her. Maybe hearing Qiana's voice will help wake her up."

"That's a good idea."

They chatted for a bit, then the secretary came to remind Tristan about a meeting.

The moment the call ended, Harriet could no longer hold back. She raised her hand to cover her heart, her face showing pain.

She lay on the bed to recover for a while. Just as she was about to fall asleep, her phone rang.

"What is it?"

"Mrs. Lancaster, the new spell has been successfully developed."

"That's great." Harriet immediately said, "I'll come to the lab later."

"Yes."

Harriet rested for a bit. When she felt better, she rushed to the lab.

But the newly developed spell was gone.

Harriet was stunned. "Where's the new spell?"

"Mr. Lancaster had someone take it."

"Tristan?" Harriet frowned. "What does he want with the spell?"

"Mr. Lancaster knows everything that happened here with Tamsin before. There's no way he'd let you take that risk."

Tristan had been having people watch Tamsin's every move. Without needing a report from the guards, he had checked the lab's surveillance and saw what happened. Naturally, he also knew what Harriet wanted the spell for.

Harriet immediately felt annoyed. "I should have turned off the surveillance then."

"Mrs. Lancaster, Mr. Lancaster's concern is valid. This matter needs more careful consideration."

Her phone suddenly rang—another video call from Tristan.

Harriet waited for the guard to leave before answering.

In the video, Tristan's face was slightly dark. "Harriet, if I hadn't been paying attention, were you planning to take this risk without telling me?"

Harriet didn't deny it. "Tristan, this is the only way."

"But this way could cost you your life at any moment!" Tristan said seriously. "Honey, we can stay apart, but I need you to stay alive."

"But I don't want to." Harriet smiled, though her eyes filled with tears. "Tristan, we could go on like this, but I'm not happy."

"I can't come to you, and I can't kill Griffin. It's like having a thorn stuck in my heart, stabbing me with pain every day."

"I want to end all this, make Griffin face the punishment he deserves, and let everyone's lives get back on track—not be trapped indoors to avoid Griffin's attacks."

"If it were just about not going out, maybe I could bear it. But Griffin keeps using every dirty trick. Don't think I can't guess—this incident with Caspian and Coralie was his doing!"

"Tristan, too many people have died already, too many sacrifices have been made. Coralie still hasn't woken up, and she lost her baby. I can't imagine who the next victim will be!"

"So I have to end this as soon as possible. As for the outcome, I've thought it all through. This method is risky, but I'm willing to accept any consequences." Harriet looked at Tristan's handsome face on the screen. "Tristan, if I really don't make it through, it means we're not destined to be together for life. We've been through so much already—I've come to terms with it and prepared myself mentally. Promise me, let me try. If I don't wake up, please raise Della well and take good care of my mother, okay?"

"Harriet, you can't be this selfish," Tristan said in a low voice. "What gives you the right to just try? If you die, how am I supposed to live?"

"I'm sorry." Harriet held back her tears. "But Tristan, this time, I have to try. I'll be honest with you—when I tested the poison on myself to help Caspian detoxify, it wasn't life-threatening, but I found it affected the spell inside me. My heart often hurts unbearably."

"Why is this happening?" Tristan was shocked. "Why didn't you tell me sooner!"

"I didn't want to worry you," Harriet said. "So Tristan, I have to remove the spell from my body as soon as possible. No matter how extreme or dangerous the method, I have to try. Tristan, I'm begging you, let me try, okay?"

Tristan closed his eyes. "You've always been someone with strong opinions. Once you've decided something, there's no changing it."

Harriet smiled slightly. "My husband really knows me well."

"I'll agree to it," Tristan compromised. "If we really can't get through this, remember not to go too fast. Slow down and wait for me. Once Della's grown up, I'll come find you."

Harriet could no longer hold back. Tears fell like broken pearls. "Tristan, I want to hug you so badly, even if just for one second."

"Don't cry," Tristan said, his voice breaking. "We will be together. Even death can't stop us from being together."

Harriet nodded hard. "Okay!"

The new spell was sent back to the lab, but Harriet wasn't in a hurry to deal with it.

She went home and spent the whole day playing with Della. Only after Della fell asleep did she reluctantly kiss Della's cheeks and leave with great reluctance.

Ondine was waiting at the door, looking at her with worry. "Harriet, maybe we should think of another way."

Harriet shook her head gently. "Godmother, I know my own body. The pain has been getting more frequent these past few days. I've tried many methods but can't control it. And my hands sometimes go numb. Ms. Rodriguez's medical books say this is a symptom of the spell in my body releasing toxins. I don't have much time left."

Ondine choked up. "But this is too dangerous. What if..."

"Godmother." Harriet cut her off. "If I don't try, I'll die anyway, and it'll be very painful. Rather than just waiting to die, I'd rather take control myself. At least this way, there's still a chance of survival, right?"

Ondine finally nodded. "Alright, I'll do as you say. Since Tristan can't be by your side, let me stay with you. No matter what happens, I'll be right here with you."

Harriet hugged her tightly. Though she appeared calm, her voice couldn't hide the tears when she spoke. "Godmother, I'm sorry. I haven't been able to give you a peaceful life, and I'm making you worry about me. If something really happens to me, please help me take care of my family and Della."

"Silly child, why are you saying such things?" Ondine cried silently. "I just hate that I can't help you."

"You've already helped me so much. Without you, there wouldn't be the Harriet I am today."

Besides Ondine and Tristan, no one else knew about Harriet's decision. Even Haven thought Harriet had gone to the hospital to take care of Coralie.

It wasn't until the next day that everyone learned Harriet had used the highly toxic new spell and had fallen into a coma.

When Haven rushed to the lab, Tristan was sitting by the bed, tightly holding Harriet's hand.

"What's going on!" Haven was grief-stricken and angry, her face pale. "Why didn't anyone tell me about something this important!"

"Mrs. Haven Lancaster, please don't be upset," Ondine stepped forward. "This was Harriet's own decision. You know her—once she decides something, no one can change it."

Haven trembled all over. "But if something happens to this child, what will our whole family and the Romanov family do?"

Ondine sighed silently. "Mrs. Haven Lancaster, let's go out and let them have some time together."

Haven nodded with a heavy heart and left with Ondine.

The room became quiet again.

Tristan gently stroked Harriet's pale face and said in a low voice, "Harriet, I used to think we were like people from two different worlds. I'm decisive and ruthless, but you're sensitive and delicate, always with too many concerns."

"You always said that on our journey together, too many innocent people have been sacrificed. I know that after Ms. Rodriguez and her daughter passed away one after another, you never brought it up again, but you've never really gotten over it."

"And now with Coralie losing her baby, that became the last straw that broke you. Several times on video calls, the way you looked at me was filled with an indescribable sadness."

"I know you're in pain—so much pain that you can't help thinking it would have been better if you hadn't married me, then so many people wouldn't have died because of you."

"Harriet, I know I should have stopped you from taking this risk, but I was afraid—afraid you'd be angry with me, afraid you'd regret marrying me."

Tristan cried in pain. "But Harriet, I'm not as strong as you think. The moment I walked in and saw you, I suddenly realized I can't live in a world without you. I can't hold on until our daughter comes of age."

"So Harriet, I'm begging you, don't leave me. Even without Griffin, we might face other problems, but I just want to be with you, to watch Della grow up together."

"Harriet, I really can't live without you."

At the door, Caspian's hand gripped the doorknob tightly. He quietly closed the door and left.

"Mr. Romanov, your injury hasn't healed yet. You should go back to the hospital to rest," Ryder came forward to support him. "Mrs. Lancaster has so many people looking after her, and Mr. Lancaster is here too."

Caspian suddenly thought of something. "They both have spells on them. Doesn't it act up when they get close? Why can Tristan stay by Harriet's side?"

Ryder sighed. "That's exactly why Ms. Smith is so worried. She even went to ask Tamsin about it. Tamsin was very smug. She said Mrs. Lancaster's condition means her body is so weak it's not even reacting to the spell inside her anymore. She said Mrs. Lancaster is doomed. If anything happens to Mrs. Lancaster, Tamsin and Griffin won't get away with it!"

"How can their lives even compare to my sister's!" Caspian said coldly. "I'm going to find Griffin. He must have a way to save Harriet!"

"Mr. Romanov, you can't go!" Ryder immediately stopped him. "Mrs. Lancaster gave specific instructions that no one should go begging Griffin, and especially not agree to any of Griffin's conditions to save her."

Caspian frowned. "So what am I supposed to do now? Just watch my sister's life hang in the balance?"

"But Mrs. Lancaster did give those instructions," Ryder said. "Mrs. Lancaster said if anyone else sacrifices themselves for her, even if she wakes up, she won't be able to forgive herself."

"But..." Caspian had just started when he heard Tristan's low, hoarse voice. "Listen to Harriet. Don't go to Griffin."

Caspian turned to look at Tristan standing in the doorway. "How can you expect me to just do nothing?"

"What Harriet wants most is to end all this," Tristan said with a slight smile. "We should respect her decision."

Caspian was silent for a long time before finally turning and leaving.

Ryder watched his figure disappear at the door before looking away and asking, "Mr. Lancaster, why didn't you tell Mr. Romanov that you already went to find Griffin?"

"If Caspian knew that Harriet tested poison on herself for him, causing the spell in her body to become unstable, and that even Griffin doesn't know what to do, Caspian would hate himself," Tristan said with a slight smile, though his eyes showed deep sorrow. "How could Harriet bear to let her brother know all this?"

"That makes sense," Ryder said. "Griffin never studied spells in the first place. Now that the spell is out of control, he can't save Mrs. Lancaster at all. Are we just supposed to leave it to fate?"

Tristan turned to look at Harriet lying on the bed. "Leave it to fate? I believe heaven won't be so cruel to me. It won't take her away from me."