Chapter 139 

At that, she rushed downstairs.

Staring at the untouched soup, I found myself lost in my thoughts. I was born without getting much love and attention in my life, and the “so-called” love that I met was pretty much the same.

In fact, I had never experienced much familial love not to mention romantic love. Hence, I didn’t know much about love, nor have I learned how to love someone.

Grandma adopted me, and she showed me what love and care were in those short years. I regarded her and her care as the figure of love.

On the contrary, John’s extreme behavior, inflexibility, and apathy meant stubbornness to me.

Whereas Macy’s protection and support meant friendship to me.

As for Ashton, in the two years of our married life, he rarely treated me well. I dared not consider those rare moments as romantic love.

It had not been my intention to misinterpret it as love.

I liked Ashton, and that was why I could endure his cold treatment to me in silence. However, that did not mean I could pretend to be a fool who saw his cheap love as true love.

The sky was getting darker, and I was exhausted. Yet, I could not fall asleep despite lying on the bed for quite some time. I had gotten used to sleeping with Macy.

on the bed all by myself, I felt as if there was a gap in my heart. Outside the window, the

the clock on the wall. It was already one in

time I was on the balcony, Ashton had made

the stairs to the garden

plants were tilting to the side by the force of the

not help but think of how much the plants and I had in common. With that thought, I walked

felt good to be in it. I had been sheltering the sorrow in me,

one could keep living without ever venting their emotions, so the

me, I was in the middle of crying. She anxiously came to me with an umbrella, trying to drag me back to the house. However, she was not as young as me; if I did not want to leave, there was no way she could move me

raincoat in her hands. As she put it on me, she consoled, “Letty, you can’t do this to yourself. Even if you don’t think about yourself, think about the baby in you. What

wanted to do was to crouch down and cry, hoping that I could cry

were in the best of health, my body would not be able to take it after being in the rain

the

heard Mrs. Eriksen’s delighted voice. “Mr.

saw Ashton in a black suit by the doorway.

lifted me up into his arms, he entered the

the prolonged crying, and I could see that he had a gloomy expression on his face. Then, I

Eriksen no longer intervened

closing the bedroom door, Ashton pulled off my clothes and carried me into the

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