Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 62

"She... she didn't tell me anything. Why didn't Lila... why didn't she say anything? Otherwise, I wouldn't have given it away."

Camille found this amusing. "You're still blaming her?"

Dorian stood frozen in place, the resentment he had built up against Lila over the past few days almost consuming him at that moment.

Had he really been blaming her?

He blamed her for being thoughtless, blamed her for being unreasonable.

Seeming to see through his thoughts, Camille let out a chuckle. "You blame her for not telling you, but she was thinking that she shouldn't tell you, that she couldn't let you bear that burden. Why is that, Dorian?"

He opened his mouth, but his throat was too dry to speak, and he could not utter a word.

Camille answered for him, "Because she only wants your love to be open and selfless! Go look at her fingers; the scars from carving the beads are still there!

"Have you never seen them? Have you ever asked about them?"

rope pulling him into the abyss, and disbelief still lingered on

who betrays genuine feelings deserves to

boulder crashing onto his heart, weighing him down to the

woken up from that serious illness, Lila had been sitting in the hospital room with

her casually

had just smiled and said she had been standing too long and needed to rest

so effortless

been there day and night caring for him. How could she have had time to stand

turned pale, and he felt his body

extraordinary and aloof was now flustered. "Mrs.

him

crew.

thought you had supported each other for so many years and had come this

in her!" Guilt washed over her features. "Dorian, the one who has always let us down, isn't her. It's

pale from the shock. He clenched his fists tightly, barely managing to steady his

turned out that Lila wasn't complaining or seeking their help to force him

let go