Chapter 1199

"What's there to fear about death?" Hannah smiled nonchalantly. "I'm happy to die alongside you! I used to be afraid of dying—I didn't want to become the child my parents abandoned—but it's different now. I have you, and that's enough. Dying with you would be beautiful."

Her gaze, filled with adoration, softened on Ralph. However, her words only deepened his frown. "Annie, don't think like that! If we can survive, why choose death? Death is scary; we should fight to live. We can breathe fresh air, eat delicious food, drink wine—there's hope while we're alive! We might even turn things around. Life is a cycle; our only hope is to stay alive!"

Hannah shook her head. "We won't live longer. I poisoned her, and she'll never forgive me. Ralphy, I'll cherish our time together. I regret nothing!"

"But I don't want to die!" His hunger, thirst, and fear fueled his outburst. "I haven't lived enough! Let's beg her! Wait, no. I'm Russell family; she can't kill me! How would she explain it to my family? I won't die! I'll be okay!"

Hannah's eyes widened in surprise. Her lips trembled. "Ralphy, don't you want to die with me? Don't you want to be with me forever?"

"I want to be with you forever, but that's different from wanting to die with you! Life is beautiful! Annie, you can't die! I'll find a way, get the Russells to save us! I'll negotiate with Heather—we can both live!" Ralph's panic was evident; his face was pale, sweat dripping from his brow.

Hannah stared at him silently for a long time, then smirked, scoffing before turning away. The sounds outside the door jolted Ralph back to alertness. He sat up straight. "Annie! Annie, someone's there!" Hannah remained unresponsive.

The door opened, revealing Chump carrying a water bowl. He stood before them, imposing and silent. "Are you here to release us? Heather wants to see us, right? Bring us to her! I have something to tell her!" Ralph blurted, his fear palpable. Chump gave him a cold glance, then fixed a colder stare on Hannah.

Hannah opened her eyes, sneering. "You son of a bitch!"

Chump ignored her, stating, "Ms. Riggs said you two can't die yet." He knelt, cupping Hannah's chin to offer her water, but she refused, clenching her lips shut. He didn't force her.

"Tell her I regret nothing," Hannah gritted, "only that I didn't kill her sooner, giving you a chance to save her!"

Ralph, breaking into a cold sweat, tried to stop her. "Annie, stop! What if Heather gets mad and decides to kill us? Since she said we can't die yet, she's not planning to, at least not now. If Hannah riles her up, we're both dead! That's not what she meant! Don't tell Heather that!" He pleaded, looking up at Chump.