Chasing After My Beloved Wife novel Chapter 74

The healed wound on her wrist suddenly felt itchy, as if it was deliberately reminding her of the incident that day.

When she was contemplating about whether to pretend that she didn't see him, Connor had already made his way in front of her. Then, he grabbed her wrist and said, "Come with me."

Being forcefully dragged out of the bar, the embarrassment in Janina was replaced by anger. She forcefully shrugged his hand away and him, who was right in front of her. "Are you mad?"

"Even if I'm mad, it's still better than you getting all drunk and committing suicide."

Connor was used to speak whatever was on his mind. But after seeing her face paled upon his words, his heart ached and he regretted his actions.

He shouldn't have brought it up.

He was a man. But it felt like a nightmare to him every single time he thought about her suicidal attempt. It was already distressing and suffocating for him, let alone the person concerned.

"Well... I want to tell you that there are many perverts in the bar. Don't come here alone in the future."

Even if he avoided the topic of suicide, the damage was already done. Janine was hurt by his words. Lifting her head up, her eyes evinced the tenacity despite being hurt.

Connor gulped as he got goosebumps with her staring at him like that. He was flustered and averted his eyes, as if he had done something wrong.

Why did it turn out like this?

He was the great hero who saved someone. It's not like he forced her to kill herself.

"You... don't look at me like that. I'm... I'm your saviour."

Stuttering for the first time in his life, he was frustrated. But then, Janina suddenly smiled.

She took off the diamond-studded watch on her wrist. The three deep wounds on her pale wrist were appalling, and she approached him closer and closer.

"Do you think it's easy to commit suicide?

"The fear when death is approaching. Do you know how it feels like?"

"..."

Connor kept stepping back. Until the luxurious suit brushed against the tree trunk, which was by the road, his steps came to a halt. The panic in his eyes gradually took over by calmness. He looked very serious.

"Since you can overcome the fear of death, why can't you face the past?"

"I'm trying!"

Janina growled as her eyes reddened. In the past five years, she kept reminded herself every day before going to bed, that she must live happier and better than yesterday when the sun rose the next day.

She thought she had done it, but the recent wound on her wrist deemed her deceptive success in convincing herself. She was still weak subconsciously.

Strange enough, it broke Connor's heart to see her like this.

Reaching out the diamond watch in her hand, he wanted to cover the wounds on her wrist. But she shoved it away.

"You scumbag only knows how to splurge money and hook up with women. You know nothing! And you don't have the right to teach me a lesson!"

He remained riveted, as if someone had pressed the "pause" button on him. Blankly, he watched the slender and stubborn figure crossing the road and disappear.

"Mr. Turner, long time no see."

A mellifluous voice resounded. Connor came to his senses, only to see an attractive woman in revealing clothes winking at him. 

"You..."

"Mr. Turner, don't tell me that you don't remember me. We had so much fun in the hotel last time. I was thinking about you every day."

As the she spoke, she leaned against him. Her soft chest pressed against his. Obviously, she knew men's preferences very well.

Having a woman of his taste coming up to him willingly, there's no way for him to refuse. However, for some reason, he felt not a single interest in her. Besides, he was sickened by the strong scent of perfume on her.

"Mr. Turner? Don't you miss me?"

Since he was unresponsive, she pressed against him harder only to be pulled aside by him. "What's your name?"

"Mr. Turner, you're so bad. How could you possibly forgotten my name? I'm Lily."