the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart

Chapter 518: The Enlightenment between Life and Death

Due to Miss Carter’s unexpected death, both Ignatius Leclair and Stone Leclair faced accusations. The turmoil in the South Seas was escalating, and martial law had reached unprecedented levels, leaving his efforts to replace Delphine and the children with substitutes utterly impossible.

Moreover, both children were born prematurely, and Delphine had been in a coma for ten days before emerging from danger. At this moment, moving her was entirely inadvisable.

"I want to go see the children. Will you accompany me?" Delphine struggled to rise, her voice hoarse as she spoke.

Finnian noticed that despite only a few months since they’d last met, after giving birth, she didn’t gain weight; instead, she appeared frighteningly thin. With a trace of compassion in his eyes, he nodded and softly said, "I’ll help you over. I visited them on my way here—both children are in the incubators and seem quite healthy and lively."

Delphine’s eyes became slightly moist. Holding onto his hand, she got out of bed to see the children.

Because they were premature, both the older brother and younger sister remained in incubators. The two tiny beings were sucking their fingers, blowing saliva bubbles, and gazing around with wide, jet-black eyes.

Watching them, Delphine couldn’t help but shed tears.

"Ignatius Leclair hasn’t come by, has he?" Finnian had been here for quite some time but hadn’t seen any sign of the man. He frowned deeply. Months ago, for merely meeting with Delphine once and saying something he shouldn’t have, that man had retaliated with merciless vengeance. Yet now, after Delphine had risked her life to give birth to his two children, he was nowhere to be seen. Was he even still a man?

Delphine shook her head. Despite the perilous scene from ten days ago—in the moment between life and death—her thoughts had been fleeting glimpses of her earlier years. Certain overlooked details and unexamined conversations had suddenly become clear to her.

Ignatius hadn’t come, but upon realizing this, she felt a surge of relief. She didn’t know how to face this man.

She had something else she needed to confirm now.

"Finnian, as you know, with my current condition, I no longer have the strength to handle the Wood Family matters. I am returning their belongings to you." She handed him two seals, her expression laced with a deep exhaustion, her voice as soft as a whisper. "If... if things do come to that point, I hope you’ll grant me this one last favor."

Finnian nodded and said, "Tell me."

Delphine murmured something softly, causing Finnian to stiffen slightly. His gaze, now directed at her, held a hint of astonishment and reluctance.

After spending half a month recuperating in the hospital, the outside world had undergone tumultuous changes. Beatrice Carter’s case had taken an unexpected turn: Ignatius Leclair was declared innocent, and Stone Leclair was sent away from the Imperial City, assigned to Xiangcheng.

Once Beatrice Carter’s case had been concluded, the Leclair Family held a funeral for her.

On the day of the funeral, a light drizzle fell from the sky. Delphine, dressed entirely in black, arrived at the Mausoleum Site in the Southern City.

Even though Stone Leclair had been dispatched to Xiangcheng, he still paid great attention to appearances. In the Mausoleum Site, he had picked a prime location for Beatrice Carter’s burial. Members of several prominent families had attended.

Under the overcast drizzle, the funeral was grand and ostentatious.

Delphine stood in the most inconspicuous corner, watching Isaac Leclair cry until he became a puddle of tears. She lacked even the courage to go over and offer him a comforting hug.

Eventually, as people gradually dispersed, the rain intensified. Half her body became soaked, the chill creeping into her bones.

A low-profile black Bentley pulled up at the foot of the hill. A man holding a black umbrella approached her, his demeanor cold yet polite. "Miss Carter, I am Arthur White. Mr. Leclair wishes to invite you to Emerald Hill Villas."

Delphine stared at the sharp-eyed man before her, whose disdain for her was evident. Her tone mirrored his coldness: "Lead the way."