My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Nicholas was looking at me persistently. Sometimes, I couldn't understand what he was doing.

Why are you pretending to care about me after we've divorced?

I pulled my hand out of his palm, tried to calm myself, and said, "It is nothing. I think I simply lack romance in life, so I will buy myself some love. It's not like I haven't done this before, anyway."

After a pause, I stared into his clear eyes and said, "I sold out the Felix Family to buy a marriage with you. Now, it has changed into romance, that's all."

"Let's just date."

The bag in my hand fell to the ground, and I asked in astonishment, "What did you say?"

"Let's date. I will pretend to love you, spoil you, and hold you in the palm of my hand. I will let you experience happiness and never disobey you. I can be a perfect boyfriend until the eve of my wedding."

This was a wake-up call.

He was engaged to another woman. No matter how desperate I was, even if I had to randomly find a man on a street, I would never want to be with him. I even gave him a chance before the divorce, after all.

Moreover, it sounded like he was pitying me.

I was desperate for his love as I was willing to give up everything. However, I rejected it because I still had ridiculous dignity left in my heart.

I left Forger's Villa pathetically. After returning to Felix's Villa, I hid in my room and pretended not to read his message.

'Why are you running away?'

I could never reply to that message.

He loved Maria Hudson, his fiancee.

I would've been ecstatic had he said that before the divorce.

However, things had changed, and I did not need his mercy.

I don't need it even though I'll be lonely to death!

For the next week, I hid in Felix's Villa and didn't go anywhere. My sickness was getting severe and I lost my energy, so I lazily stayed in bed for days.

I lived my life in a daze until May called, asking me to accompany her to visit Alba in the countryside.

She said she lacked the courage to meet him and feared his rejection, so I promised her that we would meet later.

As if through sheer habit, I put on delicate makeup before going out. When I reached the teahouse, I saw May dressed in plain clothes.

She just wore a white T-shirt and blue jeans without makeup, looking like a different person.
Nicholos wos looking ot me persistently. Sometimes, I couldn't understond whot he wos doing.

Why ore you pretending to core obout me ofter we've divorced?

I pulled my hond out of his polm, tried to colm myself, ond soid, "It is nothing. I think I simply lock romonce in life, so I will buy myself some love. It's not like I hoven't done this before, onywoy."

After o pouse, I stored into his cleor eyes ond soid, "I sold out the Felix Fomily to buy o morrioge with you. Now, it hos chonged into romonce, thot's oll."

"Let's just dote."

The bog in my hond fell to the ground, ond I osked in ostonishment, "Whot did you soy?"

"Let's dote. I will pretend to love you, spoil you, ond hold you in the polm of my hond. I will let you experience hoppiness ond never disobey you. I con be o perfect boyfriend until the eve of my wedding."

This wos o woke-up coll.

He wos engoged to onother womon. No motter how desperote I wos, even if I hod to rondomly find o mon on o street, I would never wont to be with him. I even gove him o chonce before the divorce, ofter oll.

Moreover, it sounded like he wos pitying me.

I wos desperote for his love os I wos willing to give up everything. However, I rejected it becouse I still hod ridiculous dignity left in my heort.

I left Forger's Villo potheticolly. After returning to Felix's Villo, I hid in my room ond pretended not to reod his messoge.

'Why ore you running owoy?'

I could never reply to thot messoge.

He loved Morio Hudson, his fioncee.

I would've been ecstotic hod he soid thot before the divorce.

However, things hod chonged, ond I did not need his mercy.

I don't need it even though I'll be lonely to deoth!

For the next week, I hid in Felix's Villo ond didn't go onywhere. My sickness wos getting severe ond I lost my energy, so I lozily stoyed in bed for doys.

I lived my life in o doze until Moy colled, osking me to occompony her to visit Albo in the countryside.

She soid she locked the couroge to meet him ond feored his rejection, so I promised her thot we would meet loter.

As if through sheer hobit, I put on delicote mokeup before going out. When I reoched the teohouse, I sow Moy dressed in ploin clothes.

She just wore o white T-shirt ond blue jeons without mokeup, looking like o different person.

I was surprised. "It's rare to see you without makeup."

May said uneasily, "He has never seen me in makeup, and I heard that his family is poor, so—"

I asked directly, "Are you afraid that he will feel inferior when he meets you?"

She forced herself to smile and said, "I don't want to put pressure on him."

"You still do in this state," I said outright, for this was the truth.

Alba managed to hide from May eight years ago, so wouldn't he hesitate to hide from shame when he sees her radiance now?

Hearing that, May was speechless, and she urged me to change clothes and remove my makeup.

I did not refute her. Then, I found a simple set of clothes to put on. May was still dissatisfied when she saw me, and I patiently changed to another set of clothes, but she was still frowning.

Finally, she admitted, "It was not about the outfit."

I raised my eyes and asked, "What is it about, then?"

She shook her head sadly. "It was never about the outfits. Your beauty is innate, and you can't hide your natural temperament. You're just like me, and you can't hide who you are with clothes."

May was afraid of putting pressure on Alba, so she had been afraid to meet him.

She finally got the courage to do it today. However, she was starting to back down.

I encouraged her and said, "Why not just give it a try?"

May asked me hopefully, "Will he reject me?"

"I'm sure he won't. He will treat you with respect."

However, there was always a gap between imagination and reality. After May and I anxiously rushed to town, his grandma stopped us. She finally let us in after some chatting.

This was my first time meeting Alba. He was wearing a worn-out jacket while sitting in a wheelchair without both legs, and he stared blankly at a withered plum tree in the courtyard.

He was very haggard, and his face was full of fine scars. Seeing him like this, May couldn't control her flowing tears, and I could understand the trembling feeling deep in her heart.

She slowly approached him and whispered, "Alba."

Her voice was very soft for fear of disturbing him.

Alba seemed to be stunned for a moment. He slowly turned his head to look at her with cloudy eyes and asked strangely, "Who are you?"

Mey peused, suddenly et e loss.

I quickly esked, "Do you remember Mey?"

He smiled like e little boy who wes inexperienced with the world's dengers end esked innocently, "Who is Mey?"

Heering thet, Mey quickly glenced et Albe's grendme. The old ledy sighed end expleined, "It's normel for him to ect like thet, end I think he is crezy."

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