Bedmates Soulmates
CHAPTER 473

His True Colours

He must be dreaming.

Why else would he see Deborah, who'd been dead for seven years?

The apparition in front of him had the same figure, same face, same hair, even the same dress she wore the last time he saw her.

The same off-white, sleeveless wrap dress with ruffle trim that made her look like the girl next door in every guy's dreams.

This had to be a dream.

She was shot dead right in front of his eyes seven years ago.

Liam stopped half a metre in front of her.

He dared not speak lest the apparition vanished.

He dare not breathe lest the disturbance in the air startled her.

But the rational part of his brain told him this wasn't a dream.

He could see the slight rise and fall of her chest as she breathed.

He could smell her perfume, something fruity.

And he'd heard her talking to Kira.

He stood face to face with Deborah.

Neither spoke for a long while.

Finally, Liam found his voice again. 'Y-You're still alive?'

How?

Why?

Deborah was just as dazed.

She didn't reply.

Her mouth was still open in the shape of the letter 'O.'

Liam raised his right hand, trying to touch her.

His move startled Deborah.

She backed off.

'Who are you?'

Liam stared at her in disbelief.

What did she say?

Why did it sound like she was talking to a stranger?

Had he made a mistake?

Liam blinked.

No, he hadn't been mistaken.

There was a clear sign of recognition in her eyes just now.

There was also shock and disbelief.

Deborah definitely knew who he was.

Why was she acting like she didn't?

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'I'm sorry. I have to go now.' Deborah nodded at Kira and turned away.

'Deborah!' Liam chased after her.

Kira was left standing rooted to the spot, her mind buzzing.

What just happened?

Did Liam just call the woman Deborah?

Miss Connelly was really Deborah Connelly?

Deborah Connelly, Austyn's first love, the woman who was supposed to be dead?

Kira was feeling what Liam felt just now-surreal.

Could Liam have made a mistake?

But his reaction didn't seem faked.

Kira felt weak-kneed.

She had to sit down on a stone bench nearby.

Her head was all in a spin.

Then she suddenly realised where she'd seen Miss Connelly before.

Not in person, in a photo.

The photo Austyn carried with him.

It finally dawned on her.

Deborah Connelly had come back to life.

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Deborah walked as fast as her legs could carry her, but she was in high heels.

She did not dare look back, but she heard the urgent and relentless footsteps.

She panicked.

When she returned to Stamford, she had not planned on reuniting with any of her old acquaintances except for Austyn.

Liam was the last person she wanted to see.

Deborah cursed her bad luck.

Stamford had more than twenty million people.

What were the odds of running into the one person she didn't want to see?

Deborah gritted her teeth and picked up her pace.

She wasn't familiar with the layout of the complex and had to turn down arbitrary tracks.

Finally, she found herself in front of Block A.

She dashed inside, stabbed at the button to call the lift and hid behind a huge potted plant.

The lift took forever to come down.