Chapter 212 - Ch. 212 I’m Worried That I’m Happy (1) (2/2)

The moment he saw Elena fall from an arrow meant for him, he thought his heart would burst. He would never allow the world to dare take Elena from him. His fury was beyond words.

But his fear far surpassed his fury. He was afraid that yet again he could never have what he wanted. He couldn’t bear to lose Elena.

Carlisle stroked the ring on his left hand as if in habit. It was almost something he could be happy about.

Kuhn, who had been standing there in silent concern, finally spoke.

“Are you saying that you’re afraid that the happiness will end?”

“Yes.”

“Then why don’t you let it go before it disappears?”

“If it was as simple as that then I wouldn’t be pondering over it.”

Carlisle gave a faint smile.

“It’s because I feel like I’ll never let go. In the end we might end up sinking together because of my feelings.”

Even though it would be better if Carlisle was alone, he wanted Elena to hold his hand until the end. He would be content with his life if hers was the last face he ever saw when he took his final breath. Yes, even if Elena asked him to drink a lovely poison, he would do so happily.

But if it was something that puts Elena in danger, that was a different story. That was unacceptable no matter what.

Who knew that something that made him so happy could also strike dread into his heart.

Kuhn shook his head as if he found Carlisle’s words too difficult to understand.

“I’m not sure how to respond.”

“It’s fine. I think I picked the wrong person.”

Carlisle rose from his seat. It was late, and he had to return to the bedroom where Elena was waiting. He walked towards the door, then he turned his head suddenly and looked back at Kuhn, who was standing still behind him.

“If you have anything that worries you… don’t run away from it.”

Kuhn was still puzzled by this conversation, but he replied.

“You said you were afraid. If so, you should avoid it if you can.”

“Sometimes you can’t do that. You have to forge ahead even if you’re afraid … It’s time to grab it with your hands.”

Carlisle touched the ring he had been absentmindedly playing with. It was true that he was afraid of losing Elena, but he couldn’t bear to simply watch it happen. He would eliminate all risk factors before anyone touched her.

Carlisle walked forward again, when Kuhn’s voice stopped him.

“Well, General, I think for me…it’s too late.”

Carlisle turned around to look at Kuhn, who then gave a deep bow.

“Good night, General. I’ll see you again tomorrow.”

“…Yes.”

Kuhn didn’t say another word, and Carlisle walked forward again. Both men understood the darkness each of them held in their hearts. They didn’t have to wonder what they had to say to each other.