His love

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Who would’ve thought that after successfully auditioning and almost signing the contract, Willow would still disappoint Kenan due to Zayn’s interference? 

“Venus, are you listening to me? I know you must be devastated by this news, and I feel terribly sorry. I sincerely apologize to you, Venus.” 

“It’s okay,” Willow repeated mechanically, as if lost in a daze. “It’s okay.” 

She didn’t blame Thane. She knew the extent of Zayn’s influence. If he wanted to thwart something, Thane couldn’t change it. 

“Venus, I’m sorry.” Thane felt even more guilty, knowing that Willow didn’t blame him. “I’m so disappointed in myself for not keeping promises! 

“But Venus, while I can’t decide on the ambassador for Whispers of Love, I can decide on the leading actress for my next movie. You’ll be the female lead in my next film.” 

Thane’s voice suddenly became somber as he thought of something. “Venus, I heard about what happened with Kenny. I hope you’re not too upset.” 

So, Thane had heard about Kenan’s death, too. Later, Thane said many comforting words, but Willow didn’t register any of them. 

Her mind was consumed with the thought that Kenan would never return. Kenan, who gave her the most 

genuine warmth and treated her like she was the finest woman in the world, was really not coming back. 

Willow didn’t know how she made it back to Bordello. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she 

saw Quintus standing at the entrance of her apartment. 

Quintus held a delicate urn in his hands. His expression was filled with grief, as if he had aged a dozen years in an instant. 

Seeing Willow, he approached her and gently placed the urn in her hands. “Ms. Sanford, Mr. Dawson requested that his father agree to send his ashes to you.” 

Quintus choked up for a moment. When he lifted his face, he tried hard to hold back the tears. He took 

several deep breaths before finally regaining his composure. 

“Ms. Sanford, Mr. Dawson really liked you. He said he wanted to protect you through life and death. Please, take good care of him.” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

With those words, Quintus turned’abruptly and hurried back to the elevator. In the moment he turned away, Willow clearly saw his eyes rapidly redden. 

Her own eyes welled up with tears. She trembled as she hugged the urn close. Afraid of dropping it, she cradled it protectively against her chest. 

This was Kenan’s um. A once vibrant and radiant person was reduced to ashes just like that. 

Opening the door–which was a seemingly simple task–took Willow over ten minutes. 

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With her illness, she thought she would be the first to leave this world. But now, before her own time, the ones she cared about most had left her one after another. 

She didn’t know if she could find them on the road to the afterlife.