"Originally, we planned to send an underling, but after much thought, I simply couldn’t bear the idea of you possibly encountering another incident like the one on the cruise ship."

Seeing this, Summer Monroe understood that Julian Kingston had decided to go undercover because of the last time she nearly got blown up on that cruise ship.

This fool...

She continued reading.

"This trip will likely be fraught with danger. But nothing ventured, nothing gained. I am determined to find out the identity of our opponent, and if the opportunity arises, it’ll be best to eliminate him. However, if I’m discovered... please have my ashes buried in Aurelia. That’s where I first met you."

"You might think my affection for you is inexplicable. But had I not run into you that day, I would have died under a hail of bullets in Aurelia. Initially, I was simply grateful to you. But when I couldn’t find you, I felt as if I had lost my soul. It wasn’t until I saw you again in Cathaysia that I realized I had fallen for you."

"You have to remember, if anything happens to me, don’t feel guilty. You saved my life, and this is my debt to you."

By the time Summer read this, her eyes were already misty.

Going undercover is dangerous, but Summer never imagined that from the very start, Julian Kingston had no intention of coming back alive.

Summer read to the end and found there was still one line at the bottom.

"Finally, I want to say, Summer Monroe, I like you. If I make it back alive, would you give me a chance to pursue you?"

Summer’s fingers froze slightly.

She could agree to anything for Julian Kingston, after all, he was risking his life for her.

But this one thing... she couldn’t agree to.

The heart is beyond control.

"We’ve arrived." Damian Knight suddenly spoke, and Summer lifted her head from the letter.

Just as she was about to get out of the car, Damian Knight’s large hand suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Summer turned her head in surprise, only to see Damian Knight’s face, complex with emotion, as he spoke: "I’m sorry..."

Summer was stunned, asking, "Why the sudden apology?"

"Because of that letter..." Damian Knight bit his lip and said, "I’m sorry I didn’t give it to you as soon as I got it. Even though I considered withholding it, I eventually decided to give it to you. But during that busy period, I completely forgot about it."

Damian Knight wasn’t lying. Even though he didn’t want Julian Kingston to step ahead of him, he ultimately decided to deliver the letter to Summer Monroe for Julian.

But as fate would have it, he got so caught up in various matters that he ended up forgetting all about it.

"It’s okay." Summer shook her head, "I don’t blame you."

"But I still made a mistake. If..." Damian Knight spoke with difficulty, "If something happens to Julian this time, I will never forgive myself for the letter."

Summer bit her lip, reached out, and patted Damian Knight’s shoulder, saying, "Don’t worry, with me here, I won’t let anything happen to him."

Damian Knight nodded, and they both got out of the car together, heading toward the hospital.

...

In the emergency room.

Claire Woodward and a team of doctors were doing everything they could to save Julian Kingston.

Isaac Ross, anxious and unable to wait outside any longer, donned sterile attire and entered the emergency room through the doctor’s passage.

"Young Master." Claire Woodward was the first to notice Isaac Ross.

Her sterile gloves were covered in blood, and Julian Kingston lay on the gurney, pale and with eyes shut, on the brink of death, seemingly lingering at the door of the afterlife.

Unable to bear looking any longer, Isaac Ross asked Claire Woodward, "How is he?"