Chapter 26
“Sorry, I don’t want to marry you. Let’s break up I don’t love you anymore.”
In the dream, Anna pulled her hand away and walked further and further away.
“Anna! No! You can’t do this!”
“I’ll treat you well. You like the little cakes from the east side–I can buy them for you every day. Jewelry, accessories, houses, shares—anything I can give you, I’ll give. Just stay with me, please?”
Jonathan pleaded desperately, but Anna’s figure didn’t turn back. Not even a glance.
He ran after her with all his might, but all he grasped was air.
Even the two engagement rings he held disappeared.
Anna didn’t want him anymore. She didn’t want his love, didn’t want anything.
“Anna… Anna…”
Jonathan muttered her name over and over, his tightly closed eyes streaming with cold sweat His pale face looked haunted, and he had bitten his lips so hard they bled.
No one knew how many times he had whispered her name.
Jonathan’s grandfather watched, his cloudy eyes filled with worry.
He let out a deep sigh. His assistant, after days of searching, finally found Anna’s latest contact information.
“Hello, Miss Anna. This is me, Jonathan’s grandfather. You met me at your wedding,” the old man said.
Anna had just finished attending to a guest when she received the unexpected call, leaving her
puzzled.
“Grandpa, what can I do for you? If you’re calling to persuade me to reconcile with Jonathan, then there’s no need to discuss it.”
It had been a while since Jonathan last disturbed her, and she had thought he had finally given
up:
But now, he had sent his grandfather instead.
Anna couldn’t help but smirk sarcastically.
Jonathan’s grandfather, sounding weak but resolute, said, “Miss Anna, I know Jonathan was wrong to you before. He doesn’t deserve your forgiveness. But he’s sick now. I’m not asking you to forgive him–just to come and see him one last time. Consider it a way to put an end to
his lingering hope.”
“I promise, I won’t let him bother you anymore. I’m an old man, and I’m begging you.”
There was a long silence on the other end of the line.
Finally, Anna answered firmly, “I’m sorry, but I’m doing very well now. I don’t plan to go back.”
“If I return, will I be able to leave again? I don’t know. The Texas family is so powerful, and I’m just an ordinary person. Please, let me go.”
“He fell for Isabella before, and he’ll fall for someone else in the future. I was never the only one in his heart, and no one will ever be.”
“He’s just clinging to his obsession and unwilling to let go of me. Given enough time, I believe he’ll forget me.
Her words left no room for persuasion, and Jonathan’s grandfather could only relent.
“I’ve asked and pleaded. If you have even the slightest bit of lingering affection for him, come see him. If not, let’s consider this call as if it never happened,” he said helplessly.
“Thank you, Grandpa,” Anna replied sincerely.
After hanging up, Jonathan’s grandfather sent Anna a video of Jonathan lying unconscious.
Anna watched it, surprised.
She hadn’t expected that in just a few months, he would turn into a shell of a person–neither human nor ghost.
But this was no longer her concern.
She didn’t feel the slightest pang of sympathy anymore.
All her love had been buried in America long ago.
She decided not to return.
Jonathan had plenty of people to care for him, including his grandfather. He didn’t need her to spare him a glance.
She resolved not to disturb his life further. Returning would only create more trouble.
