Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 748
Darian flinched, frightened by her sudden intensity. He stiffened immediately after, worried that she would do something drastic if
he made any sudden moves. Forcing himself to stay calm, he inquired, “What do you mean, ‘where?’™
“Where did the accident happen?!” she shrieked, her trembling voice abruptly rising and piercing the still air.
Alarmed, Darian instinctively stepped back and quickly answered, “On the 320 highway.”
Ariana knew where that highway was. It was at least 30 kilometers away from the small town they were in. Unless Theodore
could teleport, there was no way he could have reached that area early in the morning.
Ariana realized something. She released the terrified Darian, shoved past him, and rushed into the morgue.
The cold air of the morgue settled onto her skin. There was only one body in the room, the white sheet covering it glowing dimly
under a cold fluorescent overhead light. It was like a spotlight, making the darker corners of the room seem ominous.
Ariana stopped for a second, thrown off by the foreboding atmosphere, but she determinedly took a few steps forward and
approached the body.
Her shaky hand reached out to lift the white sheet, but Horace hurriedly stopped her.
“His face was severely damaged in the accident. If you want to see him, please be prepared,” Horace warned, his expression full
of sorrow.
The limp arm of the body had slipped out from beneath the white sheet and, on the ring finger, was their wedding ring. It glinted
under the cold lamplight, catching her eye.

Ariana stared at the ring, her thoughts racing, her mind a mess. Her eyes were sad and hollow as if her soul had been taken
away.
After a while, a bitter Laugh suddenly escaped her throat. Without saying a word, she pushed Horace away, grabbed the white
sheet, and forcefully pulled it off the body.
Ariana’s eyes held a reflection of a face that bore the burden of severe damage, marked by horrifying burn scars that stretched
across nearly the entirety of it. Despite the disfigurement, she could still discern the familiar features of Theodore.
With trembling hands, Ariana reached out and gently touched his scarred face. Her touch was delicate and tender as she
clasped the hand adorned with the wedding ring.
She stared at Theodore’s altered face, and whispered softly, “Theodore, how could you leave me alone?”
Horace was about to offer comfort, but before any words could escape his lips, Ariana suddenly succumbed to unconsciousness.
“Help! Someone, please help!” Horace‘s panic surged as he swiftly scooped Ariana into his arms, rushed outside and called out
loudly to the crowd, “Why are you all just standing there? Get a doctor!”
The group hastily ascended the stairs towards the emergency room, leaving behind just Darian and Jasper in the mortuary.
The two of them exchanged a meaningful look and then burst out Laughing in unison.
“That feels incredible!”
A satisfied grin stretched across Jasper’s face as he leaned against the wall. His gaze fixated on the exposed body that bore a
face all too familiar. Triumphantly, he Laughed to himself.

“Oh Theodore, no matter how magnificent your past may have been, the heavens won’t grant you mercy.”
With hands casually tucked into his pockets, he stood at the doorway, raising an eyebrow at the scene before him. “You see, in
the end, I’m the one having the last laugh. Rest assured, I’ll relish in your fortune on your behalf, and I’ll take care of your wife
too. Just ensure you express your gratitude.”
Contrasting with Jasper’s audacity, doubt lingered within Darian’s heart.
He had already depleted his Liquid assets and borrowed as much as he could to secure the Olympic Village land, but it had
proven insufficient.