No Mercy, No Forgiveness

Chapter 143

But Maureen looked up, confused by his words.

Their first real embrace happened years earlier, when he’d rushed through rain–soaked darkness to comfort her after school bullies.

How could he promise it wouldn’t happen again?

She mumbled into his shirt, “That’s when I fell for you. So much.”

Though her words confessed love, Geoffrey sensed something amiss.

When they married, he’d been certain of her love. Now

How did I start liking myself back then?

His confusion remained unresolved when Maureen added, “I thought you were truly wonderful then. I always felt I wasn’t good enough for you, never imagining I’d marry you someday.”

Geoffrey’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly.

He hadn’t expected to marry this kid either.

When he first met her at ten, she was thin and small, yet wore the brightest smile.

“We can start over now.

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Almost involuntarily, Geoffrey murmured.

Maureen gazed deeply into his eyes. “Can we really start over?”

During her time abroad, she’d often dream of Geoffrey regretting everything–begging her to come home, promising to treat her right. Each awakening left her with empty dreams.

Before Geoffrey could respond, the doorbell chimed–room service delivering dinner.

Over the meal, their conversation drifted apart from the topic.

That night, lying together in darkness, Geoffrey naturally pulled her close, whispering,

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“Reenie.”

removed her hearing aid, missing his

to go. When she opened her eyes, Geoffrey was gone. Outside, daylight streamed in as wind

up her phone,

overseas assistant

tall beneath a

drew near, Maureen realized he held two simple

Town specialty Geoffrey

“Morning. I got breakfast.”

looked at her. “You said you liked the food here,

remembered because during those four or five years searching for Maureen,

from lengthy shares

took a moment to

suddenly stopped and looked

at

with a teasing smile: “We’re married now. Remember how you used to insist on holding hands, hugging, and kissing every single

hand before embracing

meant to pull away, Geoffrey set down his breakfast, cupped the

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the most intimate act, he saw no flicker of emotion in

accept this, he bit

brows furrowing as she tried to push him

sinking her teeth into Geoffrey’s lip until the metallic sweetness of

her face with his large

her gaze to his bleeding lip–a seductive

“Geoff.”

eyes remained calm and unruffled. This wasn’t the

of his eyes reddening as he swept

he placed her

“Say it!”

fathom his sudden shifts–gentle one moment,

“Geoff!”