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.

all by myself, I felt as if there was a gap in

one in the morning. Too frustrated to lie still anymore,

was on the balcony, Ashton had made some modifications to

down the stairs

were

in common. With that thought, I walked into

pajamas were thin, and in several seconds, I was soaked from head to toe. The rain was not cold, but it felt good to be in it. I had been

emotions, so the rain was

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;

to the living room. When she came back out, she had a raincoat in her hands. As she put it on me,

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

Even if I were in the best of health, my body would

moment, the

Mrs. Eriksen’s delighted

a black suit by the doorway. Then, he walked toward me with a

into his arms,

a gloomy expression on his face. Then, I shut my

back, Mrs. Eriksen no longer

Ashton pulled off

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