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But I didn’t want to get married.
“Take everything, I don’t have anything I like.”
Zion asked everyone else to leave and spoke to me with great seriousness, saying, “Noemi, Antoine truly has you in his heart. You can’t blame him for some things. If it weren’t for your father causing harm to Kiley, Antoine wouldn’t have come this far today.”
I sneered, “Did my dad make him have ambiguous relationships with those women? Did my dad
make him have a child with Tessa?”
Zion sighed, “Noemi, I won’t hide it from you anymore. Antoine never had sex with those women.
He deliberately brought them back to provoke you.”
Tessa’s child didn’t know who the illegitimate child was, she got Antoine drunk and tried to pass it off as his, thinking he wouldn’t see through her tricks.
That day, you and Tessa were kidnapped, and he was extremely anxious. I have never seen him so panicked in my entire life.
“Antoine valued Tessa so much at that time, all for the sake of protecting you. In fact, he had
already arranged for me and Bryson to save you early on.”
Forgive him?
I lowered my gaze and looked at my own hands. “Okay, even if you say those women were deliberately brought here to provoke me, what about my hands? If he loved me, would he let
someone break my hands?”
“I followed Antoine since I was young, and in my eyes, Kiley was like my own sister. The last time
we saw Kiley… she was covered in blood. Six men, she didn’t want them, but they tortured her in every possible way, she even lost her fingernails…” Zion’s voice choked up as he spoke.
I knew that my dad harmed Kiley, but I never knew that she was humiliated in such a way at the last
moment of her life.
Zion wiped his face and said, “I know Antoine hurt your heart, but he was blinded by hatred at that
time.”
The day your finger was broken happened to be Kiley’s Memorial Day. On that day every year, he
couldn’t control himself.
But after he hurt you, he regretted it. He went crazy and started smashing the wall with his hands.
Your fingers got broken, and he didn’t get any better either.
During the time you were locked up in the dungeon, he actually went to see you every night, but he didn’t dare let you know.
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He heard you stammering and calling out to him, and he came back and unwrapped the gauze on his hand, pouring chili water onto his own wound. I couldn’t stop him even when I tried.
“Noemi, Antoine truly loves you, Can you forgive him, just for the sake of Kiley?”
If it weren’t for so much hatred between us, perhaps Antoine and I would have lived our lives
happily.
Some things have already happened, so how can they be undone?
After Antoine came back in the evening, he asked me, “Didn’t you like any of the jewelry?
Tomorrow, I will have someone send another batch, and you can take your time to choose.”
I was feeling a bit annoyed, “There’s no need to bother, I stayed at home all day, what’s the point?”
He rarely got angry and came forward to hug me, “It’s easy for you to go out, I’ll have someone
accompany you tomorrow.”
Antoine did indeed, as stated, make great efforts to be kind to me.
He was no longer eccentric, no longer bossy.
As long as I didn’t deliberately provoke him, the days were relatively calm and peaceful.
Sometimes he wanted to get close to me, but I refused, and surprisingly, he didn’t insist.
Just holding hands tightly, he said, “It’s okay, we have plenty of time in the future.”
He probably really wanted to apologize to me, but I felt absolutely no emotion inside.
I learned about Alan’s accident on the third day after Antoine took me to try on wedding dresses.
While I was watering the flowers, the local news was playing on the television.
A serious traffic accident occurred in the city tonight, and the scene was extremely tragic. Both car
owners were unable to be saved and died. It is reported that one of the car owners was Alan, the
third young master of the Watts family. Alan’s sister has already confirmed his identity.
The watering can slipped from my hand and fell onto the floor with a loud bang.
Time seemed to stand still as I stood frozen in place, with a constant ringing in my ears.
How is it possible?
How could Alan have died?
I collapsed onto the floor, my heart throbbing painfully.
That day, in the narrow corridor of the restaurant, he finally asked me cautiously, “Can I hug you?‘
Before I could even respond, he chuckled self–deprecatingly and said, “Forget it, I won’t bother
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you. Let Antoine, that big vinegar far, see how it goes when I pay him back?”
He always thought of me.
Why did such a gentle and considerate person end up like this?
Why?
Why do the people who are good to me leave me one by one?
Dad, Dawson, Alan.
Why did all of you leave me alone?
I am the only one left. How am I supposed to survive?
