Chapter 11 The bodyguard watched Arthur's seemingly deranged state and could only respond and go look for her , though he couldn't help but sigh inwardly . If he cared so much , why did he have to hurt her so deeply in the first place ? Even they could see clearly that Mrs. Johnson could never have plotted to frame Delilah . Yet he , the one who should have trusted Mrs. Johnson the most , repeatedly sided with Delilah as if he were blind . Not only did he cause the death of their child and ruin Mrs. Johnson's reputation , but he also destroyed Mrs. Johnson's face with his own hands . Now that Mrs. Johnson had completely given up and left , he was frantically trying to bring her back . But even if he found her , what difference would it make ? They could never return to what they once had . Still , no one dared to say these words out loud . Arthur returned to the villa , his gaze icy as he looked at the festive red decorations filling the house . He ordered the servants , " Take all of this down ! " The servants hurriedly began to clean up . Arthur rushed into the master bedroom he once shared with Jillian , hoping to find something she had left behind for comfort . It wasn't until he saw the display cabinet filled entirely with luxury bags and jewelry bought by Delilah that he suddenly remembered : all of Jillian's belongings had been thrown out by Delilah a few days ago . At that time , Jillian had rushed over to try to stop it , but he had sided with Delilah , saying those things were just trash . Back then , Jillian's eyes brimmed with tears , and under Delilah's questioning , she only said three words . 0.00 % 08:22 " I do want Gues Everything was burned . At that inerent , the lock Affan gave he was filled with desper It turned out she didn't just give up on the pad - she gave up on him as well . Arthur searched the room over and over , trying to find even the smallest thing related to Jillian But Delilah had cleaned up thoroughly , just as she had instructed the servants - there want even a scrap of paper left A wave of overwhelming panic surged inside him . He was afraid - afraid that he truly wouldn't be able to find her . Just like now , no matter how hard he tried to think , he couldn't understand why she had suddenly gone abroad , or why she had chosen that country Her French was poor , she couldn't possibly live in France . Something was slipping out of control , and he was terrified he was really going to lose her . Arthur searched frantically for a whole week , but found no trace of Jillian . It was as if she had vanished from the world , making it impossible for him to find her . Arthur was becoming more and more like a madman driven to the edge . He went straight to Teresa's grave , bringing people with him . He had them start a global livestream , then personally picked up a shovel and began digging at Teresa's grave . Such outrageous and reckless behavior immediately drew countless eyes , the livestream was flooded with viewers . Arthur quickly dug up Teresa's urn and held it in his hands . His expression was crazed and obsessive , as he looked at the camera with a desperate gamble . " Jill , this is Mom's urn . " 08:22 Your wore afway the mean fiel to Mon. I believe you wouldn't just stand by and watch something happen to her rigt " Come back to me , or I call penise I won't scatter Mom's ashes . " He looked at his plkme , watting for laws to contact him . But after waiting several minutes , the livestream chat was flooded with insults calling him a madman , yet the call he longed for never came . Arthur's eyes began to redden His voice trembled as he stubbomly stared into the camera . " Honey , I know everything is my fault . I'm begging you to come back . No matter how you want to punish me , it's fine , as long as you're by my side . " " Honey , please come back , okay? I can't live without you ... I won't let anyone who hurt you go , including myself , but I'm begging you to come back ... Arthur's voice trembled , and his hands began to shake He looked at his phone unwillingly , always waiting for Jillian to contact him . But no matter how much he pleaded , the phone remained silent . Arthur's hands shook , and he could barely hold the urn , which slipped and fell to the ground . Panicked , he instinctively reached out to catch it , but the urn still crashed to the floor . However ... Bang ! The urn shattered open , and inside was ... empty . 08:22 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!