Chapter 123

I paused, a wave of indescribable sorrow washing over me.

The whole world knew how much I loved Bryant, to the point where I couldn’t bear the

thought of anyone else in my heart. Yet, he always felt like my heart belonged to someone else,

There was a time when I would have gladly ripped my heart out just to show him, “Look, Bryant, it’s all about you.” But now, that was something I couldn’t do anymore.

I even doubted if his name would still be found within it, when all that remained were

scars.

On the way back to Christine’s place, she looked at me with such pity, biting her lip before finally asking, “Why didn’t you tell him you had a miscarriage too?”

“It wouldn’t make a difference.”

I leaned on her shoulder, my voice weak and lifeless, “So he might feel sorry and come back to me for a while. Then what?”

I had gone through this too many times. Trying over and over to make things right, only to end up more broken each time.

And the price I paid this time was even more devastating.

“True.”

Christine let out a long sigh, trying to hold back her sobs, “Let him be with the one who killed his own child. When he finds out one day, let’s see how much he regrets it.”

never

coldly interrogated me earlier for the sake

would it make if he

choose Margaret

today had taught me

me from afar, but at the moment when I needed him

trembling, and

my eight years of feelings were

if I had died right in front of him, he probably would

Chapter 123

a profound love,

more she thought about it, “Jane, should we call

the motley city lights, “Tell me, in today’s

Timothy around, this situation might have been handled

now.

going to the police? Even if Margaret’s crimes could be proven, with Bryant’s influence, he could easily

wanted now was peace,

the words Margaret spewed in her madness today made me more

one to meet a bad

was still a long way

night, I slept in a daze, the day’s events flashing through my mind like a

middle of the night, drenched in cold sweat, my thoughts

clear.

My baby….

it hurt when

small, he couldn’t even cry out

swelling to the point where I couldn’t breathe. Only by curling up

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