Chapter 108 - Paul Returns

Jin Ehuang's secret guards have finally found the location of Theresa and her team so do the assassins hired by Han Chunhua.

Getting the news, Jin Ehuang, retracts her guards and leaves the task of teaching the culprits some good 'lessons' to the assassins.

"Go wipe out those disgusting people. I no longer want to see their faces" Han Chuhua said to the leader of the hired assassin team who is covered in black.

"Yes madam," the black clothed man said with a nod and vanished.

"Han Ling, they will be gone soon."Han Chunhua thought with an evil smile.

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On Earth

Delhi, India...

There was a long line of cars in many streets.

Today was the day that an icon would go to meet her ancestors.

Today was Theresa's mother and Clark William's wife, Aarti Sharma-Williams burial.

The president of Germany even had to attend.

Lots of reporters gathered around the area in hopes of getting news.

The widower, Clark Williams sat in a room crying profusely.

There were seven of his friends and the evil Thomas trying to comfort him.

"Why? Josh, tell me why she had to leave me. She didn't even tell me goodbye. I want her back even if I would become a peasant. I don't care. I want Aarti back" Clark cried.

Aarti's parents came inside the room and also tried to comfort him but he wouldn't take it.

He suddenly got up and ran out of the room to the living room where Aarti was laid on a beautiful red mat.

She is dressed in wedding clothes and bedecked in jewelry from head to toe.

Seeing her lying there, she looked more alive than dead.

He walked to her and knelt beside her.

"Aarti...why? Why? How could you break your promise? You said..we would grow old together and embrace our grandchildren, even our great-grandchildren. Why are you not talking? why do you lie here? Come on.wake up. Tell me it's a hoax. Tell me its all a dream..that you're still alive. Tell me you love me. Just open your beautiful eyes and kiss me. Do you know Aarti, how much I long for your passionate kiss, your smile and to hear your voice? Aarti, wake up" Clark said in between tears that flowed down his eyes.

The 9 people Clark left behind in the room were now behind him.

Yuvraj Sharma, Theresa's maternal grandfather, patted Clark's shoulders.

Outside the house, lots of reporters stood along with many others who even flew from other countries just to attend the burial but they weren't allowed to enter because Clark said that they would disturb his wife so only a few were able to get in.

Aarti is not going to be buried according to the traditional custom nor will she be cremated.

She will be put into an ice casket and then placed into a much bigger and transparent casket upstairs.

Some of the traditional rites were performed and then Aarti was covered with a thin transparent pink cloth and then carried by Clark as gently as he could upstairs to the room set apart as Aarti's tomb.

There, he gently placed her into the first ice casket and sealed its lid.

Ten with the help of three more men, Clark had her placed into the second ice casket and sealed its lid with his fingerprint.

He caressed the casket's lid and kissed it.

"Aarti...i am thankful that you came into my life. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me. I will always love you until I breathe my last breath. I will come visit you every week to keep you company. I will find our daughter and bring her here to see you..dead or alive. Aarti my dear.."Clark could not whisper anymore as hot tears began to flow again and he began crying.

"My son...it's ok!"Theresa's grandpa assured him and gave him a hug.

Theresa's grandma forced a smile and patted his shoulder.

"Father,Mother...i want Aarti back. How do I get her?"Clark whispered.

"My son..she will always be with you in your heart" Yuvraj whispered back.

Outside, a bodyguard declared that the burial was over and that everyone was free to go back home.

Of course many, especially the reporters were sad because they couldn't get vital news.

The president of Germany had stood outside under the not so good shade provided by the umbrella due to the hot sun's blaze dressed in a black suit and a hat.

"Let's go back" he muttered to his PA.

"Yes sir" said the young PA.

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Clark had fainted and was rushed to a top hospital that was 30 minutes' drive away from the Sharma family home.

According to the doctor, he would wake up in 2 hrs.

His father and mother in law sat on the waiting couch outside the room.

"Yuvraj.."Theresa's grandma named Rosa Sharma called her husband in a faint voice.

"Wife..."Yuvraj replied.

"I regret that...we..disowned her that year. We did not give her our blessings. Maybe...maybe that's why..." she couldn't finish her words as she fell asleep on her husband's shoulders.

"Aarti..."Yuvraj muttered as he stared at the ceiling.

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3 hrs later...

Clark's inlaws had just left due to an emergency and Clark sighed as he stared at a picture of his late wife.

"Aarti..i love you" he muttered.

Suddenly the door was flung open and a red-haired guy entered slowly.

He then closed the door and turned to face Clark with misty eyes.

He walked to Clark and knelt down.

"Sir, i have returned to accept my punishment. This one couldn't do his job properly and let the priceless heiress slip out of his hands" the man said bowing his head.

"Paul, where is my Theresa?"Clark asked eagerly hoping that she could really be alive.

Paul, however, refused to answer.

"Paul is she..?"Clark couldn't get to finish his words because Paul suddenly collapsed to the ground and fainted.