Chapter 189 A Condition

Jonathan nodded. “But there was a condition. The witch could either restore her memory or cure her blindness and infertility. I had to choose. I chose something that would bring her happiness and life, not pain and heartbreak,” he revealed his decision indirectly. “If you truly love Sibyl, then you know what your choice should be, don’t you?” Jonathan locked eyes with Keshton, hatred burning in his gaze. “Tomorrow is Sibyl’s final treatment. After that, she’ll become the old Sibyl—the one who smiled like spring, the one who had no memory of the wolfbane that blinded her and made her life a living hell. You have already damaged her enough and without you in her life she will reclaim everything that was lost to her. Now the choice is yours, Alpha Keshton. Either drag her back into your hell and ruin her life again, or let her go and allow her to live a happy life with someone who will truly cherish her,” Jonathan said, turning away and limping off.