Goodbye You Never Loved Me novel (Martha and Stefan) novel Chapter 814

Chapter 814 Can You Give Me Another Chance?

He took a hurried step forward, with an unusual sense of urgency in his tone.

"Jane, I... I don't need your thanks. We are husband and wife, protecting you is something that I should do."

Jane looked at Louis indifferently and said with a faint smile, "If you hadn't reminded me, I almost forgot that we have already got our marriage certificate."

"You..."

Louis frowned, looking at the woman sitting on the hospital bed with increasingly deep eyes.

The next second, he turned around with a gloomy face and left the ward.

He wanted at this very moment to keep Jane in the hospital and never let her out of his sight.

But at the same time, he is very clear that this is impossible.

If he really does that, there will be no turning back between him and Jane.

So, when he still had a trace of sanity left, he chose to leave.

After Louis left, there were only Vivian and Jane left in the hospital room.

Vivian keenly sensed the change in her mommy and worriedly reached out to tug at her clothes.

"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm okay."

Jane sighed helplessly, her eyes filled with pity for Vivian.

After divorcing Louis, she and Vivian would return to their past life.

By then, Vivian would suffer with her again.

She thought of this and gently touched Vivian's head, saying in distress, "Vivian, Mommy may not be able to give you a big house to live in in the future."

"Mommy, you're not right."

Vivian sat obediently in front of Jane, tilted her head to look at her mommy, and said in all seriousness, "Mommy, you once said that where there's Vivian, there's your home."

"Vice versa, where there is Mommy, there's my home."

Upon hearing these words, Jane was deeply moved.

Her Vivian is so well-behaved and sensible and truly the precious baby that she has worked hard to raise.

On the other hand, after leaving the hospital, Louis drove straight back to his villa at breakneck speed.

In the bedroom of the villa, the decor is what Jane likes, and even the air faintly carries Jane's scent.

Unfortunately, Jane has already chosen to leave.

He had a gloomy face, kicked open the door with one foot, held a bottle of alcohol in his right hand, and took a big gulp by tilting his head back.

He parted his lips and murmured, "Jane, I know I was wrong."

"Can you give me another chance?"

Just as the man turned to the side, the bandage hanging around his neck tightened and he gasped in pain.

Unfortunately, this slight physical pain was nothing compared to what he felt inside.