Chapter 295

Kingston prepared his acupuncture tools, carefully inserting one silver needle after another into Shelmaine's acupoints. She remained motionless, eyes closed, as despair seemed to envelop her. Samuel paced the room, itching to approach but holding back as Kingston advised, "Let her be. Don't upset Ms. Clarke any further." There was nothing he could do to help. Watching Shelmaine in this state filled Samuel with a mix of frustration and helplessness. His emotions churned, pushing him downstairs for a cigarette to calm his nerves. But her words still echoed in his head. "Now that you've lost me, you want to make amends…" It wasn't true. He didn't want to fix things just because she was slipping away. But he didn't bother explaining as Shelmaine wouldn't believe him. She'd just think he was trying to manipulate her and pull at her heartstrings for sympathy. And in her eyes now, he was nothing more than a scheming liar. As for crashing her wedding, he had no regrets. He'd do it a tho