The Stolen Savior: He Loved The Wrong Sister Chapter 28
Seeing Nora leave, Lucian hurried after her. But no matter what he said now, Nora wouldn’t respond.
“Nora, you haven’t punished me yet.” Lucian caught her hand. The word “punished” sounded more like a flirtation.
Nora yanked her hand away, her face cold. “Mr. Hawthorne, if you’re sick, go see a doctor.”
“I am sick. I have a disease where I’ll die if I can’t see you,” Lucian said. “And you’re my cure. Nora, I can’t live without you anymore.”
“But I don’t want you in my life anymore.” Nora shook him off coldly.
She’d already booked her flight back to Canada that afternoon.
She’d decided to stay in Canada after graduation and work there.
This city only held painful memories for her. She wanted to leave and start fresh somewhere new.
But to Nora’s utter disbelief, after she flew back to Canada, Lucian followed.
To atone, he’d spent the past weeks punishing himself.
He’d once paid thugs from off campus to force Nora to climb to the top of the parking garage and kick her down the stairs again and again—ninety-nine times in total.
To repent, he’d done the same to himself, rolling down those stairs from the top floor ninety-nine times.
Not only that, he’d hired his boxing coach to hit him—no protective gear, a hundred real punches a day, for an entire week.
Months later, after his injuries healed, Lucian appeared before Nora again. Under a canopy of red maple leaves, he knelt on one knee and offered her nine hundred ninety-nine roses.
“Nora, I’ve repaid what I owed you. Can I start pursuing you again now?”
“I’ll bring you roses every day. I’ll confess my love every day. I’ll tell you every day how much I love you.”
“I’ll tell everyone you’re my girlfriend. I’ll love you until the day I die.”
It was a romantic confession. The old Nora would have cried with joy.
But now…Â