Chapter 285 Her Gem

Chapter 285 Her Gem

Aurora Ross's POV:

I flipped through the pages, but I couldn't find what she had left behind.

I sat up, grabbed the diary, and headed out the door.

Coming back to this mansion, I felt like I had nothing better to do.

But I wanted to understand Winslow's feelings.

Finally, I saw that elegant handwriting again in a book.

I could almost see her face, filled with sorrow, as she wrote those words.

[My only love comes from my only hate.]

She hated his existence, which trapped her in this estate, but she fell in love with him. I was stunned for a moment.

[I said I liked gems, flowers, the feeling of beautiful things piled together.]

[He spent an entire year collecting various beautiful gems for me, then spent half a year designing them into the shapes I liked, and took two full years to build that castle-like greenhouse.]

[But he never admitted he loved me.]

The stolen gem in my pocket seemed to radiate heat, becoming very hot.

Holding the diary, I suddenly understood her fate.

...

As soon as I closed the iron gate, a bodyguard ran up to me.

"Ms. Ross, Mr. Alex Phillips has returned to the estate and is on his way to Mr. Eder Phillips' room."

I finally realized.

Alex had been gone for several days, and it was time for him to return.

And the fact that he went to see Eder first meant he was ready.

No, he couldn't kill Eder, at least not by his hands. Eder was his grandfather; doing so would only burden him with the crime of killing a family member.

I knew Alex would understand my intentions when he saw the person I left there, but...I immediately ran towards the hospital room.

Third-person perspective:

When Alex walked leisurely into Eder's hospital room, he expected to see Eder tortured to his last breath.

But instead, he saw the old man asleep.

The people who had been lingering in the room like parasites were cleared out, making it truly look like a hospital room.

Alex frowned.

"Did you clear them out?"

A bodyguard waiting nearby stepped forward and explained in a low voice.

"It was Ms. Ross's order."

Kent, who was following Alex, couldn't believe it.

"What does this mean? She's been tortured by Eder, yet she still shows him mercy?"

How could there be such a pure-hearted woman in the world?

But she was bound to be disappointed.

Eder's fate was already sealed.

Kent remembered every single thing that the old man had done to Alex over the past seven years.

Whether it was using Alex's mother as a threat, refusing to let her see Alex, or punishing him with gunshot wounds, whip marks, or breaking his ribs with a stick for the slightest mistake.

Under Eder's neglect, Alex was always looked down upon, treated like a dog to do their bidding.

But in the end, Eder wanted to kick Alex aside.

There was no such good fortune in this world.

They remembered every single debt.

Kent pulled out a gun from his pocket.

"Mr. Phillips, our contract is ready. As soon as Eder signs it, the entire Phillips family will be yours."

Eder seemed to hear this, his closed eyes twitching slightly.

Kent saw it, and a mocking smile appeared on his lips.

They had waited too long for this day.

Loading the gun, Kent roughly grabbed the old man from the bed and sat him up, ready to force him to sign the contract they had prepared.

Alex narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand to stop him.

"Mr. Phillips?" Kent asked, bewildered. "You can listen to Ms. Ross on other matters, but you've waited seven years for today. Are you going to give up now?"

Alex didn't respond, silently staring at the old man in the bed.

Finally, he pulled out his own gun.

...

When Aurora reached the hospital room door, she heard a gunshot from inside.

Her heart contracted violently, and her hand froze, unable to push the door open.

Alex was going to take over the Phillips family, and from today onward, the crime of killing a family member would be maliciously pinned on him by those people.

Aurora took a deep breath.

Fine, if he was killed, then he was killed.

Since he was killed, let's deal with the aftermath.

No matter what happened, she would always be by Alex's side.

She pushed the door open and entered the room.

But she met Eder's gaze from the bed.

What was going on?

She looked at Alex in confusion; he was wiping the gun barrel, not looking up at her.

Only Kent, standing behind him, looked at her with complete disapproval.

"You gave the order; how could Mr. Phillips possibly kill him?"

Aurora's heart softened a bit. She didn't explain to Kent; just walked up to Alex.

"Do you trust me?"

Alex slowly raised his eyes. "Your throat isn't well, don't speak."

Even at this moment, he was still worried about that.

She felt a bit helpless and picked up the contract book from the side.

"Leave it to me."

Alex frowned slightly, coldly glancing at Eder on the bed, confirming he posed no threat to Aurora, and finally left the room.

He took Kent, who still hadn't figured out what was happening, with him.

...

Aurora Ross's POV:

The room returned to silence. I stood there for a while before turning to look at Eder.

His trachea had been removed, but he still relied on a high-flow oxygen machine.

At this moment, he was sitting up in bed, struggling to support his own body.

Despite his dire situation, his attitude remained poor.

He slowly wrote a few words, then looked at me with contempt and mockery.

[Do you think stopping Alex from killing me will touch my heart and make me sign that contract?]

[Didn't Alex teach you that mercy to your enemy is cruelty to yourself?]

Things had come to this point.

How could she think he would hand over everything of the Phillips family to someone who deeply hated the Phillips family?

[I would rather die than sign.]

I ignored him, not even bothering to look, and just threw the item from my pocket onto the table.

The gem hit the tabletop with a soft sound.

But it made Eder, who had been somewhat lethargic, sit up straight instantly, like a final burst of energy."You found it," Eder said, his voice breathy and strained after the trachea removal, but the fluctuation in his tone was still clear.

I sat in the chair next to his bed, speaking coldly.

"I was just always curious about Winslow."

"But I still don't understand."

"Why did you kill her?"

Eder remained silent.