Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 141

Chapter 141

Feat was written all over Irvin’s face.

It seemed he couldn’t bear to think about what would have happened if he hadn’t shown up in time and helped me.

“Emi, I know you’re kind–hearted,

“He trailed off again.

SO

I understand that you can’t just stand by and watch when someone’s life is in danger. But…

I looked at Irvin, amused by him saying he knew how kind–hearted I was. The irony wasn’t lost on me, and I couldn’t hold back my laughter.

This was the same man who had called me vicious and malicious. And now, he was calling me kind–hearted?

Irvin was stumped by the sight of me laughing. However, lie seemed to have realized something and quickly returned to his

senses.

“I’m sorry, Emi. I…” He trailed off yet again.

He wasn’t good at apologizing, so he didn’t know what to say. He also felt his apology would be pointless. The more he thought about it, the more foolish he felt.

I was someone who was willing to risk my life to save a complete stranger. Thus, he shouldn’t have called me malicious. Furthermore, it was because of his prejudice that he had treated me poorly these past two years.

He suddenly recalled my words from before.

I had talked about how he had known me for eight years. Not eight seconds, eight hours, or eight days, but eight years. Yet, he

had no trust in me whatsoever.

When I had been detained for Julianne’s drugging incident, he had thought I was stubbornly refusing to admit my wrongdoing. He thought I was taking advantage of the fact that he loved me. That was why I was acting arrogant, willful, and vicious.

Now, it had finally occurred to him how foolish and ridiculous he had been.

“I’m sorry, Emi. I’m so sorry…”

His head, usually held high, was now lowered. His pride and dignity crumbled as he repeatedly apologized.

But what good would those words do?

If saying sorry was enough, then why would we need the police? If all pain could be remedied with an apology, I wouldn’t have had to repeat those words to him every day.

Ignoring his apology, I callously told him to take care of his injuries. Then, I turned to leave.

However, he gripped my arm tightly and refused to let go.

“Give me another chance, Emi. Please, just one more chance,” he begged.

I did agree to give him another chance if he transferred all his assets to me. Be that as it might, he knew I didn’t actually mean it.

He was especially certain of this after seeing how disgusted I had been by his presence and his touch.

He was aware that I was waiting for him to choose Julianne over me. Once he did, I would quickly file for divorce. Thus, he wanted a real chance. He wanted me to give him a genuine opportunity to win me over.

“I really thought you had ulterior motives in growing closer to me, Emi. I truly believed our love was built

in shock and wasn’t thinking clearly. That’s why I wrongly believed you were such a person. I—”

Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly recalled something else I had once said.

lies. I had been

I had insisted that I never had any intention to scheme against him. Additionally, after learning about his relationship with Julianne, I had also insisted on breaking up with him. I hadn’t even tried to steal him away from her.