“Jo, can you cook ravioli for me tonight?” Henry whispered.
Josie peered at Henry as a sense of overwhelming loneliness hit her. That feeling had been haunting Henry all this while and had never dissipated.
In the past, she thought her companionship could diminish Henry’s loneliness no matter whether he loved her or not. For Henry, Josie had tried to be selfless and lost her sense of self. Yet, she couldn’t get rid of the unhappiness surrounding Henry.
Josie mused. I have to live for myself too.” Her outlook on life changed drastically after finding out that she was sick. If it wasn’t for her sickness, Josie knew it would be difficult for her to give up on Henry, no matter how many times he broke her
heart.
She felt that she still had a lot of time left and that Henry would fall in love with her one day. But now, Josie didn’t have much time remaining. She didn’t want to waste it on waiting for Henry. Her time was limited, and she didn’t know when the end would come for her. Her life was short, and she didn’t know when to leave.
Josie thought, “I can’t give Henry hope. But at the same time, I want to live reckless living blissfully
with the time I have left. I want to be
“Henry, have you considered what I mentioned?” Josie asked in a low voice as anxious sweat formed on her palm during their car ride back to Hofcaster. “About the collaboration.”
“Car sickness?” Noticing that Josie was acting edgy, Henry wanted to hug her.
“Henry… Josie leaned on the door helplessly. “I don’t suffer from car sickness.”
Henry paused, his arms stiffening.
“See. You don’t understand me.” Josie smiled bitterly and explained, “Samuel, though, knew since ten years ago why I refused to take private cars. I was in the backseat of the private car when my parents died in an accident.”
Henry’s heart ached. He reached out and pulled Josie into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her tightly. “But you… didn’t tell me anything… You know… I’m slow when it comes to love. I’m not as thoughtful as Samuel. But I will rememb everything you say as long as you tell me.
He would try his best to remember Josie’s birthday and the day they got married. But Henry didn’t know what Josie needed or what else he could give her.
“What’s with the both of us? You won’t tell me anything. I didn’t do anything for you.” Henry tightened his arms around Josie. Even though he felt sorry for Josie, he didn’t know how to express himself like Samuel. The most significant progress Henry could make now was to speak the words he did with Josie in his embrace.
Josie spoke. “People will feel insecure when they don’t feel others‘ love toward them. I thought you knew what I wanted without needing me to say anything. You thought I didn’t say anything because I don’t care.”
Without a standard to compare to, Josie thought every man in the world was the same. However, she finally met a knew the real reasons behind her silence, and he knew why she was unhappy.
man who
“Henry, you didn’t want a child during our three years of marriage. But I do. I had to take a contraceptive pill every time to prevent myself from getting pregnant. You don’t even care how much damage it does to my body. What’s more, even if you don’t care about me, you shouldn’t have been with Ashley when I was bleeding out because of the ectopic pregnancy. That shouldn’t have happened, no matter what your reason was.”
“Josie was once pregnant, even if it was an ectopic pregnancy, Henry thought to himself. His breathing got quicker as heartache filled his heart. He gripped his arms around Josie tightly.
Henry wanted to explain, but no words came out of his mouth. “Jo… That day…”
12:18 Fri, 10 May M.
Chapter 134
No matter what the explanation was, Henry had made a mistake. Nothing he said was enough to make things right.
“Henry, I do not want you anymore,” Josie remarked.
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