The Day I Walked Away My Empire Began novel Chapter 113

“Hello?” A soft, gentle voice floated through the phone.

Steven listened, his brow furrowing deeper with every word. “What did you say? Can you repeat that?

“No… that can’t be possible, right?

“Okay. I understand. I’ll be there as soon as I can.”

The call lasted barely two minutes before the line went dead.

Steven’s heart was all over the place, rising and crashing like he was trapped on a rollercoaster. He stood there, frowning, his mind completely blank, lost and unsure what to do next.

After five minutes of silence, he finally pulled himself together and called his assistant. “Andy, book me the fastest flight to Switzerland. I need to leave as soon as possible.”

“Yes, Mr. Heath. I’ll check for the soonest departure.”

Andy was efficient as always. “Mr. Heath, the earliest flight is tonight at seven.”

“Book it.”

Once the ticket was settled, Steven drifted over to the edge of a flower bed and just sat there, staring off into space. For someone usually so decisive and sharp, he suddenly couldn’t make a single call. He felt stuck, helpless, and completely lost.

Half an hour later, he dragged himself back to the hospital room, looking defeated.

Mr. Anderson glared at him, clearly frustrated. “Where did you go?”

Miranda’s face was tight with worry. “Steven, the nurse has been waiting to clean up your wounds. Where did you disappear to?”

“…Did Lucie wake up?”

“Not yet.”

Steven’s mind was a mess. “I want to see her.”

All the fights and drama he’d expected, the endless power struggles—they never happened.

Now, all he wanted was to keep her by his side for good.

However, reality was never that simple.

Mr. Anderson, still worried, followed him into the room. “What are you planning to do?”

Steven didn’t answer. He glanced at the clock. It was already five thirty. If he didn’t leave soon, he’d miss his flight.

“Lucie, please get better. Wait for me to come back,” he whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. Then he turned to Mr. Anderson. “Grandpa, I have an urgent trip abroad. Please, look after Lucie for me while I’m away.”

The old man’s face darkened instantly. “Lucie isn’t out of danger yet, and you, her husband, are leaving her now? How could you?”

Steven’s expression was heavy, weighed down by guilt and helplessness. “Grandpa, I’m really sorry, but I have to go for a little while. I spoke to the doctor—he said Lucie’s not in immediate danger anymore.”