The Heiress's Return: From Zen to Zenith-Chapter 847 - : 419 Relieved_2

Chapter 847: 419 Relieved_2

She didn’t shed a single tear, didn’t furrow her brow once. The burns on her leg were severe and had been soaked in water. When removing the gauze, it was almost stuck to the wound, the raw pain of tearing flesh. She couldn’t bear to watch it, yet Aubree silenced her own pain.

Peter Aria listened to the nurse’s description, his countenance far from tranquil.

“I appreciate your help.”

“Dr. Aria, you’re too polite. This is my duty, after all. It’s my honor to treat Ms. Rinto’s wounds. I must tell you, I am her loyal fan. Ms. Aubree even promised to give me her autograph tomorrow,” the nurse said, her eyes framing a broad smile.

Once the nurse left, Peter Aria pushed the door open and entered the ward. Aubree was lying on the bed with an IV in her arm, seemingly asleep.

Upon hearing footsteps, she opened her eyes, smiling lightly.

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“You can still manage to smile?” Peter Aria sternly came over to her.

“A person like Virginia Frost is not worth your compassion. She brought this upon herself. Why risk harming your own body?”

Even now, Peter Aria still felt an aftershock of fear.

He couldn’t forget the feeling of weightlessness the moment he learned that Aubree was in trouble; it was as if the sky had collapsed.

She was just a girl he didn’t know for long, yet her every move, every expression affected his heart.

He didn’t want to dig deeper into the reasons; he only knew that she mattered to him.

He trusted his gut.

The young lady was lying on the hospital bed, her face deathly pale like snow, exuding an ethereal air. She seemed as though she would disappear into thin air at any moment.

“There’s no question of worth. She’s a human, a sentient being. If she could reform, it would be an immense virtue,” she responded in a weak voice.

“You always think about others, can’t you think about yourself for once?” Peter Aria couldn’t keep his grief hidden anymore.

Looking at the girl lying on the hospital bed, covered in wounds yet still nonchalant, he admitted to himself that it hurt him.

“Your parents abandoned you at such a young age at a temple. If you grew up in a normal family, loved and cared for by your parents, not influenced by Buddhism, you’d probably be a normal girl by now,” he continued.

To him, Aubree wasn’t normal.

Even though she’s highly respected and admired by the world, she is, after all, human, not a bodhisattva. She feels pain, helplessness, and sadness.

But she certainly also gets to experience the happiness and simplicity of common folks.

To the people, you’re a Buddha; they kneel devoutly at your feet, believing you to be capable of anything.

But in my eyes, you are just a girl.

Aubree looked at Peter Aria, her eyes calm and clear.

She wanted to say something, but in the end, it was reduced to a prolonged sigh.

“Ignorance breeds self-perception, which in turn generates attachment, causing evil actions and bringing pain and suffering. Such suffering increases ignorance. This is the cause, this is the consequence,” she said, staring at her open palm and tracing the intricate lines that seemed to narrate her thoughts and life.

For thirteen years, she had knelt before the ancient Buddha under the green lantern. As seasons changed and days turned into nights, she gained insight into the doctrines of Buddhism.

Human desires and attachments are the root of all obsessions. Obsessions lead to inner demons, much like Virginia Frost, whose madness led her to stop at nothing.

An obsession with hatred is no different.

There are many things in life we can’t let go of: desire, power, beauty, mixed with heartbreak and sorrow.

It may be an inherent human trait. However, we come into this world with nothing, and we leave with nothing. The people and events we care so much about will become dusty memories, lost in time once our hearts stop beating.

We cover ourselves in the cold, cool down in the heat, eat when we’re hungry, and entertain ourselves when we’re idle, just as the seasons change naturally. Nothing more than going with the flow and staying peaceful.

Anyone who seeks but does not receive is driven by greed; some channel it to fuel their ambitions, some descend into the path of evil, and some lead directionless lives. Life is full of variations.

She had wondered for thirteen years why she was here,

At the moment Virginia Frost stabbed her chest, she saw tears in the eyes of this strong woman who had always kept her composure.