Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband-Chapter 1182: I Came to Find You

Dianna Hollis lowered her head, saying nothing.

Raymond Alden looked at the girl, the bright red blood dripping down, making her oval face look deathly pale. He suddenly realized his tone had been too harsh earlier, "Dianna, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so stern with you, I was just too anxious..."

Dianna gently shook her head, "I’m fine."

"Really fine?"

"I won’t see you out, I’m a bit tired, I’m heading back first." Dianna turned around and left.

Raymond Alden stood there for a long time, watching as Dianna’s silhouette disappeared.

...

In the middle of the night, Jodie Young suddenly woke up, feeling very thirsty, so she got out of bed to get some water.

When she passed by Dianna Hollis’s room, she noticed the light was still on, even though it was two or three in the morning. Hadn’t Dianna gone to sleep?

Jodie Young reached out and pushed open the door.

The room was silent, lit by a dim, yellow light. Dianna was leaning lightly on the balcony, arms wrapped around herself, lost in thought.

"Dianna," called Jodie Young.

Dianna didn’t respond, as if she hadn’t heard her.

Jodie Young felt a wave of anxiety because ever since Cain Shaw died, Dianna had been too quiet, and she worried that the silence would eventually lead to an eruption.

Jodie Young stepped closer and called again, "Dianna."

Dianna finally came back to her senses, turning her head to look at Jodie Young, "Oh, Mom, why are you here?"

"Dianna, what are you thinking about? It’s already midnight, why aren’t you sleeping?" Jodie Young asked, concerned and tense.

"Mom, I can’t sleep, you go to bed, I’m fine."

The more Dianna insisted she was fine, the more uneasy Jodie Young felt, "Dianna, you and Raymond are getting married soon, are you nervous because you’re about to become a bride?"

Dianna didn’t answer this question, she slowly extended her small hand to hug Jodie Young, "Mom."

She softly called, with a girlish whimsy.

Jodie Young understood her daughter’s character well; she was not someone who would easily act spoiled, "Dianna, what’s wrong? If you have something on your mind, tell me, you’re making me really uneasy like this."

"Your father is gone, you are Mommy’s only family in this world, if something happens to you, Mommy doesn’t want to live either."

Jodie Young’s eyes reddened.

Dianna held Jodie Young tightly, still quiet and taciturn, her long lashes slowly drooping. After a long while, she finally said softly, "Mom, I’ve tried very hard already."

Mom, I’ve tried very hard already.

This sentence pained Jodie Young’s heart, she raised her hand and stroked her daughter’s hair, "Dianna, since... he died, you haven’t shed a single tear. If you want to cry, then just cry out loud, Mom will be here with you."

Cry?

Dianna felt her eyes were dry and gritty, there was nothing inside, she didn’t want to cry, she simply couldn’t cry.

"Mom, have I never told you?"

"Told me what?"

"Mom, I love you. For so many years, just like Dad, I’ve always deeply loved you, no one could take your place. Even though you left us, the spot next to us has always been reserved for you, Mom, I love you."

...

Jodie Young had a nightmare. She dreamt of Dianna, in the dream Dianna held her tightly, saying to her, "Mom, I love you, but I’m sorry, I have to go."

She clutched onto Dianna, "Dianna, where are you going in this dark night? Where are you going alone, quickly tell Mommy."

Dianna just smiled, "Mom, I’ve tried very hard, but... it’s still useless..."

Jodie Young’s heart kept on sinking, immediately plunging into an abyss. She desperately clutched at Dianna, but Dianna still slipped away from her grasp.

"Dianna! Dianna!"

Sleeping Jodie Young shouted twice and abruptly awakened from her nightmare.

She sat on the bed, gasping for breath, her nightgown soaked in cold sweat, feeling thoroughly chilled.

Why did she have this dream?

Dianna?

Dianna!

Jodie Young quickly threw off the covers and got out of bed, walked out, and pushed open Dianna’s bedroom door, "Dianna, Mommy..."

Jodie Young’s voice stopped abruptly because the room was empty, there was no one there.

Dianna was gone.

An hour ago, Dianna had been on the balcony embracing her, telling her "Mom, I love you."

Now, Dianna was missing.

It was only a little after four in the morning, the outside was pitch dark. Jodie Young felt as if she had fallen into an abyss; she knew something bad had happened, something really bad.

She rushed back to her room, picked up her phone, and dialed Raymond Alden’s number.

Her fingers kept trembling, she could barely hold the phone steadily.

Soon, the phone connected, and Raymond Alden’s composed voice came through, "Hello, Auntie, did you call at such a late hour because something happened to Dianna?"

Indeed, apart from herself, even Raymond had sensed something was wrong.

"Raymond, Dianna... Dianna is missing!"

"What? Where did Dianna go?"

"I... I don’t know either..."

"Auntie, don’t panic, try to think, where would Dianna go this late at night?"

Jodie Young thought for a moment and suddenly remembered, "Did Dianna go to... to..."

...

In the graveyard.

The early morning graveyard was very dark, but there were street lamps on either side of the path, at this moment a slender figure approached from afar, she was wearing a black long dress, Dianna had arrived.

Very soon, Dianna stopped in her tracks, looking at the tombstone before her, the grave of Cain Shaw.

She had come to see him.

Since he died, she had never come here; this was her first time.

Dianna stood quietly in front of the tombstone, then she raised her small hand, her fingertip falling on the photo on the tombstone, it was the eyebrows and eyes familiar to her.

During these days she tried hard to forget him, she thought she succeeded, but now she finally understood it was just self-deception, his eyebrows and eyes, his breath... were all deeply etched in her mind, in her heart.

She thought, for the rest of her life, she could never forget this man.

She tried.

She really tried hard.

"Mort Thorne," Her voice was very light, like a wisp of smoke, as she softly murmured the name hidden away over time, her red lips curved, "I tried millions upon millions of times to forgive you, but... I couldn’t, I hate you, I will never forgive you in this life."

Don’t think a few lousy dollars can make amends, she wouldn’t take a penny of his money.

She just... wanted to hate him.

The photo of Mort Thorne would never give her any response, Dianna slowly squatted down, just like between her and him, she was always the only one playing a solo act.

Dianna looked at the distant sky, dawn was approaching, "Mort Thorne, I said if one day you betrayed me, I wouldn’t let you go, so... I came to find you."

On XX Year XX Month XX Day, Dianna committed suicide in front of Mort Thorne’s grave.

By the time Jodie’s mother and Raymond arrived there, Dianna was sitting alone by the grave, she had slashed her wrists, and blood was gushing from her right wrist, staining the area around the grave a brilliant red.