Chapter 139 

At that, she rushed downstairs.

Staring at the untouched soup, I found myself lost in my thoughts. I was born without getting much love and attention in my life, and the “so-called” love that I met was pretty much the same.

In fact, I had never experienced much familial love not to mention romantic love. Hence, I didn’t know much about love, nor have I learned how to love someone.

Grandma adopted me, and she showed me what love and care were in those short years. I regarded her and her care as the figure of love.

On the contrary, John’s extreme behavior, inflexibility, and apathy meant stubbornness to me.

Whereas Macy’s protection and support meant friendship to me.

As for Ashton, in the two years of our married life, he rarely treated me well. I dared not consider those rare moments as romantic love.

It had not been my intention to misinterpret it as love.

I liked Ashton, and that was why I could endure his cold treatment to me in silence. However, that did not mean I could pretend to be a fool who saw his cheap love as true love.

The sky was getting darker, and I was exhausted. Yet, I could not fall asleep despite lying on the bed for quite some time. I had gotten used to sleeping with Macy.

the bed all by myself, I felt as if there was a gap in my heart. Outside the window, the

It was already one in the morning. Too frustrated to lie still anymore, I headed to the

Ashton had made some modifications to the balcony. Now, raindrops could not reach me,

went down the stairs to the

many plants in the garden. Now that it was raining heavily the plants were tilting to the side by the

the plants and I had in common. With that thought, I walked into the garden

I was soaked from head to toe. The rain was not cold, but it felt good to be in it. I

emotions, so the rain was my chance to

Mrs. Eriksen found me, I was in the middle of crying. She anxiously came to me with an umbrella, trying to drag me back to the house. However, she was not as young as

back out, she had a raincoat in her hands. As she put it on me, she consoled, “Letty, you can’t do this to yourself. Even if you don’t think about yourself, think about

I wanted to do was to crouch down and cry, hoping that I could cry out all the

I were in the

that moment, the

Eriksen’s delighted voice.

suit by the doorway. Then, he walked toward me with a furious look

me up into

sore from the prolonged crying, and I could see that he had a gloomy expression on his face. Then, I shut my eyes as

Ashton was back, Mrs. Eriksen no longer intervened in

bedroom door, Ashton pulled off my clothes

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