Chapter 2268

Asher could not bear to imagine what his world would be like without Arnold. If he lost Arnold, it would be as if the sky collapsed, leaving nothing but a desolate wasteland behind. Gasping for breath, Asher rushed into the villa, his heart pounding. The place was cold, dark, and eerily silent. Immediately, the buried memories he had long suppressed surged back with overwhelming force. Gripping his chest, he tried in vain to suppress the crushing pain. Since Kairos’s death, he had not set foot in this villa—not even once. His lover had died at the height of their affection. The gut-wrenching guilt and sorrow of that moment were emotions only someone who had lived through such devastation could understand. But now was not the time for sadness. Desperation took over as Asher called out for Arnold and frantically searched room by room. When he reached the second floor and saw the light on in the private cinema, his heart raced. He rushed inside. “Arnold!” The room was empty, s