Dear Ex-wife Marry Me (Maja and Ian) novel Chapter 1790

"Professor?"

Lingery was worried about his mentor's mental state, but Bernard just kept muttering the same words over and over.

"It's wrong, all wrong, it's my fault."

"Come on, Professor, cheer up a bit."

Lingery was scared enough to consider calling the doctor to have a look, but Bernard pushed him away.

"Professor, I'll get the doctor to check up on you."

"Lingery, go, take Fitch and Maja with you, and then find Rachel. She'll arrange everything for you from here."

"Professor, we're only one step away from success; this has been your dream."

Bernard slumped in his chair, his face a picture of utter defeat.

"Go, take those two with you, and the doctor, de-hypnotize her."

"Professor!"

Lingery had always followed his lead, knowing full well how much he did to get to this step. How could he just give up?

But Bernard merely repeated, "It's my fault, not hers, all my fault."

He seemed lost in his own quagmire of guilt.

Lingery stood still, but then saw him stand up, come over, and pat his shoulder.

"Lingery, this is the last time you'll heed my words."

Lingery's lips tightened, and with gritted teeth, he called a halt, had the doctor help Maja up, and he helped Fitch.

"Are you sure, Professor?"

Lingery ignored everything here, and with the doctor, helped the other two leave.

As he just walked out of the living room door, he heard the sound of a violin coming from above.

Looking up, they saw Bernard at the second-story window, playing the violin amidst the clamor of sirens. The sound of the violin was just like when he was young, though something had inevitably changed.

In this house, Yvonne had committed suicide, Leonard had died suddenly.

Gunshots echoed, perhaps because the resignation conveyed in the violin music was too apparent, the sniper fired.

Sirens, gunshots, and violin strains tangled together, a cacophony of fate.

The other families trapped in the area started running outside, as if trying to escape this hell.

But was this really hell?

No one could say for sure. Now the only things that can be recalled seem to be the sounds of sirens and the violin.