Chapter 1190: Chapter 1289

Taking a deep breath, Carlos met my gaze, his eyes glistening with sorrow, and delivered the heavy truth, “Debra… She’s dead.

In her final act, she used her remaining power to shield us from Gale’s onslaught, allowing us to flee.

”

What?

Debra was dead?

The revelation struck me with a force akin to Lightning.

“No! It can’t be!” I shook my head frantically, my voice rising into a desperate plea.

“You must be mistaken! How could Debra be dead? She was by my side just yesterday! How could she bear to leave me?”

Caleb’s POV:

Carlos bit down on his lower lip, his eyes full of sorrow as he looked at me.

He was fighting to hold back his tears, his voice tinged with pain as he whispered, “Caleb, I’m telling you the truth.

I saw Debra die in that fire.

There wasn’t even a body left behind.

”

He seemed to break down, tears streaming down his face.

“No! You’re lying! That can’t be true!”

I completely lost my senses.

Abruptly, I yanked out the medical equipment connected to my body and bolted towards the door.

Carlos quickly grabbed me, looking all worried and helpless.

“Caleb, where do you think you’re going? Debra… She’s gone.

Please, snap out of it!”

He struggled to push me back onto the bed.

“No, get out of my way!” I pushed Carlos’s hand away.

“Carlos, I’m going to find Debra, no matter where she is.

I have to bring her back!”

I couldn’t believe that Debra was gone.

She was carrying our child.

How could she just die like that and leave me all alone?

Moreover, she was a witch! She was the supreme witch, capable of bringing the dead back to life.

There was no way she would just die like that.

That was impossible!

After catching my words, Carlos seemed frustrated.

He let out a heavy sigh.

“Caleb, come on, think straight.

Debra died in that fire three days ago.

She can’t just come back like that.

Looking for her is pointless, and hurting yourself like this only disrespects the sacrifice she made for you.

Do you get that?”

“No, you’re talking rubbish!”

My fists tightened, a surge of uncontrollable anger coursing through me.

Consumed by rage, I lost all restraint and lashed out with a punch at Carlos, shouting, “How dare you speak ill of Debra! She’s obviously alive, damn it! I’m telling you, there’s no way anything could be wrong with her!”

Carlos stumbled as my punch caught him off guard, and he crashed to the floor.

Giving him a quick glance, I walked away without a second thought.