CHAPTER 721. IN MY NEXT LIFE. Just the BeginningThe sky was absolutely clear, and it was beautiful—truly beautiful—at that hour of the afternoon. Kim gazed out the airplane window as if she couldn’t believe they were actually taking a trip like this.The sleek private jet had been ready the moment the doctor discharged her from the hospital. The truth was, she had no idea what had been packed in her suitcase or if she even had one at all. The only thing she knew was that Peter had lifted her into his arms, carried her straight to the car, and half an hour later, the plane had taken off with them on board, offering the utmost privacy. The only flight attendant kept herself discreetly out of sight."Do you want to stay here, or can I invite you to the bed?" Peter asked in a flirtatious tone, and Kim couldn’t do anything but smile at him."I like it here," she assured him, curling up in the seat while his hand slowly caressed her thigh. "I just want you to tell me what happened with the

CHAPTER 723. IN MY NEXT LIFE. I’m Going to Try with All My Might!Making her scream was, without a doubt, one of the best sensations Peter had ever experienced. Feeling the way her body arched beneath him, the way her sex trembled against his mouth, every shudder that ran through her, every gasp, every desperate moan as she reached for him…Not even in his wildest dreams had he imagined feeling something like this for a woman—desiring a woman like this, surrendering to someone in this way.He had always been a pragmatic man. Falling in love wasn’t in his vocabulary. Having fun? Yes. But love? Never.God knew how many women had tried to win him over for a full-time relationship, and he had never given in to any of them.And yet, here he was, completely lost over a woman who, incredibly, hadn’t even tried to conquer him. A woman who wouldn’t be by his side for much longer but still made his heart race in a way that filled him with both hope and despair.He lifted her against his body wi

CHAPTER 725. IN MY NEXT LIFE. A Small FootprintShe was sleepy. The landscape around her was absolutely perfect, so peaceful that if Kim was being honest, she had to admit she had never felt such a deep sense of calm in her entire life. Yet, something still tingled inside her—an urgent need to do one more thing, to leave at least a small footprint behind, something that would help others before she left.So, a month after arriving in Bali, Kim fought against her exhaustion to be the one to wake Peter up that morning.“What’s wrong, baby? Are you okay? Do you feel something?” he asked worriedly, surprised to see her awake so early.“Yes, it’s nothing… I just… I just wanted to ask if you’d be okay with us leaving,” Kim replied.“Leaving?” Peter asked, confused. “Leaving where, doll?”“Well, I was thinking… maybe we could go to England,” she sighed. “I’d really love to visit that school the Kings have. We could get some ideas and…”She trailed off when she saw the hesitation on his face.

CHAPTER 727. IN MY NEXT LIFE. The Most Beautiful MemoriesIt was one of the most terrible feelings, and unfortunately, all of them were pounding inside her chest at that moment. The meeting with her family, explaining her new life project, was something that absolutely took everyone by surprise. But not a single one of her siblings, cousins, or uncles blamed her for wanting to dedicate herself to doing that; on the contrary, two of her cousins volunteered for the project, and three others got involved immediately with everything that would follow after, from creating the school to finding the teachers, defining the subjects, and obtaining all the necessary permits.So, by the end of the announcement, she had much more help than she had expected, and Kim truly felt happier than ever in her life for having had the chance to meet such a wonderful family.“You know what? When my parents finally let us go, maybe we can take the cable car up and I’ll take you to one of my favorite spots,” P

CHAPTER 729. IN MY NEXT LIFE. The Antechamber of HellPerhaps the worst of all was that his hands were trembling—they trembled when he had to dress her, fasten those buttons, or pull up the zipper. Moving her as if she were a limp doll simply broke him in the worst way.“Damn it, damn it!” he exhaled a desperate growl as he tried to finish dressing her no matter what.He could feel that bitter tingling of tears trying to escape his eyes, but at that moment, he couldn’t afford to feel bad, not even to be scared.He finished getting her as presentable as he could and lifted her in his arms, rushing her to the snowmobile and sitting her in front of him.The only way he could keep her stable was by wrapping a couple of straps around her body, and Peter thanked God that he was at least good at that. Getting back to the ski station felt like the longest trip of his life, even though it only lasted a few minutes. However, as soon as he arrived, shouting that it was a medical emergency, they