After Divorce, I Became A Queen novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174 “She's still alive.”

The police had left.

David looked at the man standing by the river, whose sturdy figure was kind of vague in the night as if there was a veil surrounding him, taking away all the gloss on this man.

"Mr Carroll," he walked over and said, "it's too dark to continue salvaging at night, why don't you go back and get some rest?"

After a pause, he still said something that didn't quite fit his status, "After all, without your health, nothing else matters. If you collapse before you find madam, won't it be more difficult?"

Sion's eyes were fixed somewhere on the river. His thoughts were brought everywhere by the air floating with the river current. Only after a long time did he slowly turn around and said, "Let's go."

David breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Mr Carroll, where to?"

"Go home."

David froze for a moment before realizing that Sion was talking about the place where he and Auraro used to live and said, "Yes, Mr Carroll."

Sion closed his eyes as he got in the car. His black feathery eyelashes fell on his lower eyelids, casting two black shadows.

The car drove for almost 40 minutes, and almost at the same time the car stopped, Sion opened his eyes and said to the front seat, "Go home to rest too."

"OK."

David was relieved, as long as Sion was willing to rest. The old chairman was still in the hospital, and if Sion was ill too, the Carroll Group would be in real jeopardy.

Sion returned to his familiar home alone as if nothing had happened. As he entered the house, he saw Aurora's shoes on the shoe cabinet at the entrance. At that moment, all his pretensions were removed, and he was chaotic inside again. As he paused there, every corner of his head would be filled with Aurora and that drove him crazy.

Sion strode towards the wine cabinet, picked up a bottle of red wine and drank it all in one gulp. Alcohol had always had some magical effect; if you took enough alcohol, it could erase the memory that you wanted to forget. In a trance, Sion felt a way that Aurora still lived in this house and kept him company.

Outside the window, the moon and stars were clear. The fierce storm of last night had gone away.

The house was littered with bottles and a drunken man.

A gentle and loving voice spilt out of the man's mouth.

"Aurora..."

Sion had never dared to call her softly, for he was trying to hide his secret, which, however, he wanted her to know.

Somehow, a blurry figure appeared in front of him. Aurora was sitting in her favourite lounger with a book and seemed to hear him calling out to her. She looked up at him with a smile.

"Aurora,"

Sion could not help but stand up and lunge towards the girl there. However, he fell on the ground heavily with his forehead hit hard on the cabinet.

"Aurora!"

He simply forgot the pain and anxiously turned back to find her. The girl on the sofa disappeared without a trace as if she was avoiding him.

The pain in his forehead came clearly, and his nerves, paralyzed by alcohol, were steadied slightly.

The ache in his heart flooded him again.

She probably would not come back.

His eyes grew dim. Sion stumbled over and picked up the bottle to pour the liquor into his mouth. He only wished to see her once again.

Doing a lot more drinking, he felt that the figure in his mind gradually became clear. Every moment he shared with Aurora was flooding his mind, from their first acquaintance to now. And he could see that those quick smiles were fading away from her face.

"Aurora,"

"Aurora..."

Mumbling the name, he finally passed out without consciousness.

For a whole week, Sion spent the day with the salvage team on the river, asking around with the photos, and at night, numbing himself with alcohol.