A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 305

Is He Dead

Kathleen stared at him in silence.

“After that, I’ve been thinking about how I could make you let go of the grudges, but I realized it’s
impossible.” Samuel’s eyes were bloodshot.

“Perhaps, it’s only when I’m gone that all the love and resentment will vanish.” Kathleen felt her heart
skip a beat. What is he talking about? Samuel held her tightly with one hand. His voice was deep and
hoarse as he said, “I’m so reluctant to leave, Kate… I really couldn’t bear to…”

At that point, Kathleen noticed something amiss. She pushed Samuel away and saw a dagger on his
abdomen. His hand was placed on the dagger, and blood was gushing out from the wound. He looked
like he was in extreme pain.

“Samuel Macari!” Kathleen took a step forward. However, Samuel stepped back. Kathleen’s face paled
in an instant.

“Why are you doing this?” Samuel could hardly keep his balance. Kneeling on one knee, he confessed,
“I’m sorry. I have no other way to make you forgive me.”

Kathleen’s vision became blurry.

“Kate…” Blood dripped out from the corner of Samuel’s lips.

“If I die, forgive me. Please?” Kathleen bent down and cried, “Samuel, why do you have to do this?” Is
he trying to make me feel miserable on purpose?

“Tyson, leave those people alone. Send Mr. Macari to the hospital right now!”



Kathleen yelled. Nonetheless, Tyson remained unmoving.

“Ms. Johnson, I’m sorry. This is an order from Mr. Macari,” Tyson replied helplessly. Wiping her tears,
Kathleen asked, “Samuel, what about your grandma and the rest of them if you die?”

“Ha… I have already prepared everything beforehand. After I die, the company will run as usual.”
Samuel raised his hand, which was stained with blood. His hand was icy. He gently stroked Kathleen’s
cheek.

“I’ve thought about your future too. It doesn’t matter if you get married to someone or if you choose to
live freely on your own for the rest of your life. I’ve considered everything for you. This is the only thing I
can do for you.”

“Stop talking.” Kathleen cried uncontrollably. Samuel fixed his gaze on her as he continued, “As for
Blissful Sect, I’ve made some arrangements, and the plan will be executed after I pass away. So you
don’t have to take the risk.”

“I’ll send you to the hospital.” Kathleen wiped her tears.

“It’s okay. It’s pointless for me to live. Kate, goodbye!” Samuel shook his head. Mmph! He pushed the
dagger deeper into his abdomen and spat out a mouthful of blood.

“No!” Kathleen held him. Samuel fell into her embrace and lost consciousness. Kathleen looked at how
her dress turned from white to crimson red. It was all drenched in Samuel’s blood.

“Tyson Hackney!” Kathleen growled, “Come over right now before I kill you!” Upon hearing her order,
Tyson walked over. “Get the car ready!” Kathleen held Samuel in her arms.

“Send him to the hospital! Quick!” Caleb pushed away the people who tried to block his way and went
over to help out. He certainly had not expected Samuel to go that far. Samuel’s health isn’t good, to



begin with. And now, he even stabbed himself. I doubt if he could survive.

At the hospital, Kathleen sat on the chair in front of the operating room. She was quivering terribly.
Caleb took off his coat and draped it over Kathleen. Kathleen’s face was as white as a sheet.

“He won’t die, right?” She lifted her head, revealing her tear-streaked face. Caleb showed a troubled
look. Just by looking at Kathleen’s dress, one could tell Samuel had already lost a lot of blood when he
was sent to the hospital. It was hard to tell if he could survive. At the same time, Diana, Calvin, and
Wynnie arrived. They had already heard about the incident.

“Old Mrs. Macari, Mr. Macari, Mrs. Macari.” Caleb looked at them grimly.

“How is Samuel?” Wynnie asked, utterly worried. Caleb pursed his lips. Just then, the operating room
indicator light went off, and the doctor stepped out of the room. Everyone immediately swarmed
forward and surrounded the doctor.

“Doctor, how is my son?” Wynnie asked anxiously. The doctor looked resigned.

“I’m sorry, but we’ve done our best.”

“What?” Diana passed out right away.

“Mom!” Calvin supported her. Wynnie’s legs weakened, and she slumped into the chair. Kathleen stood
rooted to the spot, dumbfounded. Samuel is dead? This is impossible! Why would he die? No! I don’t
believe this! She stood up and dashed into the operating room.

The next scene that came into her sight was Samuel lying motionlessly on the operating table. His
charming face looked exceptionally peaceful. She walked over and placed her hand on Samuel’s face.
Tears welled up in her eyes. I can still feel the warmth on his face. How could he be dead?

“Samuel…” Holding his face, Kathleen uttered, “I didn’t want you to die. I mean it…”



She had only wished to see Samuel living well. At that moment, looking at his face, Kathleen felt she
did not resent him as much as before.

“Why couldn’t you just leave everything in the past?” Kathleen choked up, “Isn’t it good to stay alive
and live happily?”

He was dead, and he died right before her eyes. She leaned against the operating table and started
bawling.

“Hey, why are you crying?” A hoarse and senile voice sounded next to her. Kathleen looked up and
stared at him. The voice came from an elderly who was almost in his seventies. His gray hair was tied
into a ponytail, and he wore a pair of glasses with black, round frames.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” Kathleen furrowed her brows. The old man took a scalpel
and walked toward Samuel.

“Stay right there! What are you trying to do?” The crease between her brows deepened.

“I’m going to remove the male lovebug close to his heart. He promised me that,” the old man explained.

“He promised you?” Kathleen was baffled.

“Yes. In exchange for Melting Ice Grass.” The old man flashed a smirk.

“We even have the written pledge.”

As the old man spoke, he took out a piece of paper and waved it in front of Kathleen. Kathleen instantly
grabbed the paper and studied it attentively.

“You were the one who gave him Melting Ice Grass. Where did you get it from?”



“Why should I tell you?” The old man pushed her away.

“Don’t get in my way, as I’m going to take the male lovebug out. The bug will die too when he is
completely dead.”

“Completely?” Kathleen grabbed the old man’s scrawny hand and questioned, “Is he not dead yet?”

The old man replied calmly, “The male lovebug is still in his body, so he has yet to take his last breath.”

“You can’t take it out then!” Kathleen fumed.

“It’s pointless. He has lost a lot of blood, so it’s impossible to save him.” The old man waved his hand.

“In that case, I can’t let you lay your hands on him.” Kathleen’s gaze turned frosty. Narrowing his eyes,
the old man sized Kathleen up.

“Hey, it isn’t right for you to do this.”

“I can’t just watch him die.” Kathleen’s eyes were red. The old man hesitated for a brief moment.

“I do have a way to keep him alive, but…”

“But what?” Kathleen took a step forward.

“Tell me!” The old man flashed her an unfathomable smile.

“I need you.” A sense of coldness filled Kathleen’s dark eyes.

“Okay. As long as you can save him.”

“Aren’t you going to ask what I will make you do?” the old man asked, his eyes narrowed into slits.

“It doesn’t matter as long as he can stay alive.” Kathleen looked helpless.



“I’m part of why he ended up in this state.”




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