Harry looked pained as he gently touched Quinn’s bandaged hand.
Quinn’s eyes were filled with bitter irony, as was mine.
Just three months ago, they treated us with indifference when we lay in the ICU with our stomachs blasted open. But now, mere scratches had brought Chuck to the verge of tears.
Chuck followed close behind me and uttered remorsefully, “I’m sorry, Scarlett. Please forgive me. I was blinded by Melinda. I
always wanted a family with you.”
When I didn’t respond, his voice grew hoarse. “I love you, Scarlett.”
Without turning back, I corrected him. “No, Chuck, you don’t love me, and you don’t love Melinda either. You only love yourself.
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“If you were still protecting Melinda now, I might understand that you betrayed me for true love. But the way you are now just
makes me feel like my dead child and I were nothing but a joke.”
I stopped and looked back at the speechless man before telling him softly, “Chuck, I used to admire you. I thought you were a
hero.
“But now, I realize you’re just an immature kid who only knows how to shirk responsibility. Like I’ve said before–we’re
completely over.”
On the other side, Quinn was talking to Harry with a cold expression. Noticing me looking over, she quickened her pace slightly.
Together, we walked out of the hospital, as if we were leaving our past lives behind. All that was left were two useless men stuck
in the past.
Later, Melinda was sentenced to 30 years in prison. Chuck and Harry were dismissed, and they returned to the Xylander Group to manage the company as their father had instructed. However, they both remained unmarried.
Quinn and I then left Cano City and embarked on a new future. When we encountered true love once again, we saw Harry’s interview on a large screen on the street.
He looked terribly thin. His whole being was like a silent statue, colder and more distant than ever. After the host’s question, he finally spoke his longest line in the interview.
“No, I will not get married again. I’ll spend the rest of my life repenting and praying for redemption for my past mistakes. I will live the rest of my life restless and tormented.”
I chuckled and closed the window.
Quinn, too, rolled her eyes. “They’re always putting on an act.”
I agreed. “Only an idiot would believe them.” (1
