99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

I stood there, quietly looking at him, without responding.

I had never seen Joey so humble before.

Watching the person I once placed on a pedestal, now standing in front of me, begging for my forgiveness in a low

voice.

But all I felt was as calm as still water.

How much I once wished Joey could be more caring and attentive, now felt so ironic when I heard these words.

Even though I loved him so much in the past, now I have truly let him go.

After a while, I broke free from Joey's embrace and calmly said: "Don't bother, Joey, we're already over."

Joey couldn't believe it, his lips tightened, and his voice trembled slightly: "No... I've finally realized my feelings, Willa, the one I love is you, and the one I want to spend the rest of my life with is..."

I frowned and coldly interrupted him: "Joey, I've loved you for five years, and you only realize it now, isn't it too late?"

"You married me in the first place just to make Stacy jealous. The restaurant you took me to was actually Stacy's favorite. As soon as Stacy came back to the country, you put all your attention on her, even losing yourself."

Joey was stunned.

He didn't expect that I had known all along but never said anything.

I looked at him and continued: "Moreover, even without Stacy, our marriage would have ended sooner or later."

"I no longer want to struggle to maintain this one-sided marriage."

My eyes were as calm as still water, cutting deeply into Joey's heart like a knife.

Joey's eyes flickered: "I know our marriage was rushed and we weren't prepared, it's my fault."

"But at least... give me a chance to make it up to you, okay?"

"Alright," I looked at him and smiled faintly: "I just need you to do one thing for me."

Joey's eyes brightened.

"Anything I can do, just name it."

I also knew that he was always willing to spend money on me.

But what I wanted was not that.

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"I just need you to disappear from my sight completely, starting now, and never bother me again."

Joey's face turned pale with each word 1 spoke: "No."

"Only this is not possible."

His voice was hoarse, and the last two words seemed to tremble slightly.

I stopped talking.

Joey's jaw was tight, he hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked very haggard.

His stomach ached again, he frowned deeply, and his thin lips were tightly closed.

His cold and stern eyes softened when he looked at me, as if there was a rosy glow in them.

Joey took out a velvet box from his pocket, inside was a top-grade pink diamond ring, and he changed the subject.

“This is the anniversary gift I wanted to make up to you, it's also the surprise I wanted to give you at first."

I didn't take it, a flash of surprise crossed my eyes, not a hint of joy, but some irony instead.

"The news you were going to tell me before, wasn't it that you decided to be with Stacy?"

Joey was stunned, his eyebrows furrowed tightly: "Of course not!"

"I had already decided to end everything with her, how could I have agreed to be with her?"

I suddenly realized that the post on Stacy's social media that day was just for me to see.

But what good does it do to clear up the misunderstanding now?

Whoever Joey ends up with in the future, I don't care anymore.

After a while, I laughed lightly: "The gift is expensive, Mr. Frost, you should keep it for yourself."

"I still have to go to work, I won't keep you company."

With that, I walked around him and was about to leave.

As I passed by, Joey tightly grabbed my wrist, and asked in a low voice: "What

about our baby... is it still there?"

When he asked this, he actually had no hope left.

My indifferent attitude had already said it all.

But he still couldn't accept it.

I pulled my hand out directly and looked at him calmly.

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Joey's heart also sank bit by bit in the silence.

He knew the answer.noveldrama

After a daze, I turned around and walked into the hospital, never looking back at him again.

The stomachache seemed to be worse.

It hurt so much that Joey bent down on the spot, biting his lips so hard that he

almost tasted blood, and that surging pain still didn't stop at all.

Until the sky gradually darkened.

Joey walked home step by step, numb like a walking corpse.

In front of the door stood a figure, who seemed to have been waiting for him for a

long time, holding a baby who was not yet a month old.