The Newlywed's Sweet Honey: Husband, Pamper Me to the Bone!-Chapter 979: Don’t Leave Her Alone (1)

However, before she could come up with an answer, the man’s face across from her turned pale... Then, as if he had no strength left, he slowly collapsed!

Mu Yiliang felt as if her entire world was collapsing with him!

She began to tremble violently, her eyes widened, and everything in front of her suddenly felt unreal.

The immense pain completely drowned her!

It wasn’t until the sound of something heavy hitting the ground echoed that she finally snapped back to reality.

She tremblingly walked over and saw Yan Sijue lying on the ground. Tears streamed down her face like a snapped string of pearls.

Si Jue...

"Si Jue!" she called his name hoarsely, lifting his upper body, "Wake up, I beg you to wake up!"

Don’t leave her alone, don’t leave her alone...

She was extremely panicked, like a helpless child, as if she completely forgot she was the one who poisoned him.

Blood flowed from Yan Sijue’s mouth. He barely opened his eyes and saw Mu Yiliang, who was crying like a tearful mess, and a faint smile slowly formed on his lips.

"Don’t be afraid, Yiliang, don’t be afraid..." he said breathily, and then began to cough violently.

His body became scorching, as if experiencing the agony of both ice and fire, starting to convulse.

"I’m not afraid, I’m not afraid..." she choked, "I’ll go call an ambulance now, wait for me!"

She suddenly stood up and frantically searched for a phone. It took her a long time to find the villa’s landline, and she nearly couldn’t even dial 120.

Fortunately, she still remembered the villa’s address.

After putting down the phone, Mu Yiliang hurried back to Yan Sijue’s side, grasping his hand.

His hand was extremely cold, devoid of any warmth.

These hands had always been warm, even scorching. Every time he held her hand, that warmth always reached her heart, but now, these hands were cold as ice.

Mu Yiliang held his hand in her palm, desperately rubbing it, as if she could warm him again this way.

"Si Jue, Si Jue..."

She murmured his name, tears streaming down her face.

His complexion was ashen, as if all his life force had been drawn away.

His tightly shut eyes seemed like they would never open again.

He was dead.

Yan Sijue was dead.

She had killed him!

Mu Yiliang felt utterly cold, as if her heart had shattered into dust!

Only now did she realize, she was so afraid of his death, she cared so much about him. His death would cause her such pain!

Mu Yiliang even felt that if he died, she might not be able to go on living.

But if that was the case, why did she kill him, why?

Why had that thought been rooted in her mind, refusing to go away?

What reason did she have to kill him?

She and Yan Sijue were supposed to be a deeply loving couple...

If Yan Sijue died, what would she do, what about Xiaoze, what about Aunt Lan?

Perhaps she shouldn’t have done this at all! How could she kill him?

As soon as this thought arose, an intense pain suddenly struck her mind, making her face grow more and more pale!

So painful!

"Ah!" she involuntarily cried out, holding her head in agony!

Too painful! It was as if a stick was wildly stirring inside her brain! The pain caused cold sweat to break out, even making her feel nauseous!