Chapter 886 The End of Their Road 2

Emelie's words threw William off. He had never thought that way. He never once had those thoughts crossed his mind. He couldn't tell if Emelie genuinely saw him like that or if she was just venting.

"I would never want you to suffer. I didn't give it much thought. I just knew I had to do it for you..." he explained, panic in his voice.

Where could he even begin to explain? What could he say to ease her anger?

William clasped Emelie's cold hands, pressing them against his warm forehead.

"You wanted revenge on your own, and didn't let Wesley help you. Of course, you wouldn't have let me either. That's why I had to act from behind the scenes. That's all I was trying to do," he said in a hoarse voice.

It wasn't about earning moral credit or playing the martyr.

"I'm worse than Charles, Bryan, or even Beathan. I treated you terribly, and I deserved to be the target of your anger," he said.

deserved every bit

away, but

this. I even hoped that you still hate me when I die. Maybe then you'd find some relief in my death. Maybe even

every word came out painfully. "Aren't you so selfless? Why are you

pressed his

The cutting words and accusations from her were gone as silence

soundproof walls, and it was perfectly quiet once the

deep, dark, and fragile. The sadness in his gaze softened his usually

turned her head away,

William got up and suddenly grabbed the back of her

though not as strong as before. He had thought that he could walk away, but now he realized he

he couldn't watch his love marry another

and he desperately wanted

to be my widow. I've said it to you a long time ago. Either you stay with me, or you spend the rest of your life alone. You'll never belong to anyone but

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