Chapter 246: Reinvigorating Her Spirit
Samuel, on the verge of losing his mind, forcefully pushed Raylee to the ground. “You actually had the audacity to come here with the intent to kill! If it weren’t for the fact that you were once my sister, I would have already called the police to arrest you!”
“She’s so stubborn! Someone, escort this madwoman out and make sure she’s not allowed in again!”
Everyone was concerned about Waverly’s well-being, completely ignoring the hysterical Raylee. Like a piece of trash, she was thrown out by the bodyguard.
Suddenly, the sky was shrouded in dark clouds, and a torrential downpour followed. What a ferocious storm. Could it be Grandma weeping for me in heaven?
Raylee stood in the midst of the storm, allowing the large raindrops to pelt against her body. Subsequently, she braved the storm and made her way to the ancestral graveyard of the Goodridge family, where she located her grandmother’s resting place. She sat down, clinging tightly to the tombstone. Just as her grandmother had held her when she was alive, Raylee rested her head against the tombstone. The icy tombstone stung her face, but she didn’t care in the slightest. In her view, this was the closest she could get to her grandmother.
“Grandma, I’m sorry. I’ve failed you. Not only did I lose the shares you entrusted to me, but I also couldn’t manage your funeral. Worse, I couldn’t retrieve your safe deposit box…” Raylee sobbed as she poured her heart out. In this heart-wrenching moment, the heavy rain mingled with her tears, blurring her vision. The pain deep within hurt so much that even the heaviest rain couldn’t alleviate it. Her resentment toward the Goodridge family had reached its peak, but there was nothing she could do.
Suddenly, Raylee felt a surge of pain coursing through her body. Initially, she felt as if a sharp blade was slowly slicing her, the pain dull. However, immediately after, the pain intensified dramatically, instantaneously coursing through every nerve. It was so intense that she felt as though her flesh was being torn apart by the gnawing of millions of ants. Raylee knew her illness had flared up again. She bore the pain stoically, yet this unbearable agony was something she simply couldn’t endure. The intense pain, coupled with the devastating loss of her grandmother, made her feel as though living was worse than death.
She immediately pulled out a painkiller from her pocket. She had the medicine at her lips, but suddenly, she changed her mind. The desire to take it was gone. What’s the point of living like this, barely clinging to life? In the throes of despair, she longed for death, biting down hard on her tongue.
When she tasted the metallic tang of blood, she collapsed onto the ground. Great, this agony will soon be over. She knew she couldn’t endure it this time. Suddenly, everything before her eyes turned black.
On the brink of death, Raylee heard a man’s call. “Raylee, you can’t die. Have you forgotten how the Goodridge family treated you? If you want revenge, open your eyes!”
Her intense will to survive jolted her back to lucidity. That’s right! Back then, I had endured so much torment in prison, yet I still managed to pull through. After enduring the hardship of imprisonment and finally being released, how could I die before having my revenge? Additionally, Grandma’s last words remain a mystery. The secret of the safe deposit box that Grandma confided in me and the enigma of my origins have also yet to be unraveled. How could I just die with regrets? I can’t. I have to stay alive!
She abruptly opened her eyes, her intense survival instinct compelling her to cry out, “The medicine is in my pocket, the medicine…” The man promptly helped her swallow the medicine, and the painkiller had an immediate effect. Almost instantaneously, the intense pain coursing through her body began to subside. Meanwhile, the rain continued to fall.
Her gaze was hazy, preventing her from clearly making out the man’s features. She asked, “Who are you?”
“I am your salvation. Starting from today, you must live a good life!” The man’s assertive voice boomed by her ear. Following that, she felt her frail figure lifted into his arms. The man carried her to a pavilion near the cemetery to take shelter from the rain. He then took out a towel, wiping the rainwater off her face.
Gradually, clarity returned to Raylee’s eyes, and the intense pain that had once consumed her began to drastically subside. Aside from feeling intensely hot all over, she felt that she was lucid. At that moment, she finally got a clear look at the stranger before her. To her surprise, he was wearing a silver mask, leaving only his eyes, nose, and mouth exposed.
“Who are you?” Raylee asked, her voice laced with caution.
“You don’t need to concern yourself with who I am. All you need to tell me is this – do you still want to live?” The masked man spoke in a voice that was both magnetic and husky, a tone that seemed somewhat familiar to her, reminding her of Jeremiah. But that’s impossible. Jeremiah had already met his demise in Musmeynia. It’s impossible for him to appear before me unharmed.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Raylee gave a firm nod.