Eventually, the Female Lead Ran Away (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 146

Zen stared at Deborah lying on the sickbed and had a foolish thought.

‘Is there really such a big difference between being asleep and unconscious?’

He hoped there wasn’t much difference at all.

Deborah’s entire body was covered in wounds. It was hard to believe such a small frame could bear so many bandages.

‘So I hope she’s at least having a happy dream…’

Zen opened his mouth. From lips that had only exhaled cold breath came a faint, strained sound.

“…Deborah.”

Deborah gave no reply.

“…Debbie.”

He uttered the affectionate nickname he’d never dared say in front of her out of embarrassment. Still, there was no answer.

“…”

Zen silently gazed at her face. Every time he looked at her, his heart fluttered, and a bittersweet ache filled his chest.

Even in moments of pure happiness, he felt uneasy; even when laughter rose, he felt like crying—though he’d never known how to cry.

Yet his current emotion couldn’t be captured by the word “bittersweet” alone.

It felt as if someone were violently tearing open his chest. The pain was unbearable, yet he couldn’t scream like a man on the brink of death.

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