Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 604

Chapter 604

Desmond continned desperately, “How much wish it were me lying in that hospital bed right now! Then maybe you’d feel sorry or grateful for me. Maybe you’d take me back.”

The familiar craze burned in his eyes, but Rebecca felt a wave of suffocation. She wearily raised the window a little higher, blocking his eyes from view.

“It’s not like that,” she said tiredly. “Since we’ve alreatly broken up, I genuinely hope you can move forward with your life and stop looking back.”

“No!” he cried out. “That’s not true! You’ve forgiven Vance, haven’t you? You visit him and worry about him, don’t you? You used to hate him so much, and now you feel sorry for him. Why wasn’t it me who saved you? Why?”

Each “why” was punctuated by his slapping the car window. Rebecca felt the familiar throbbing start in her temples.

Josette wrapped her arms around her, gently patting her back, and called out to Desmond. Her voice was gentle but carried a calming strength.

The throbbing in Rebecca’s temples eased.

Outside, Desmond choked with sobs. “I truly love Becky. Do you believe me?”

“I do.” Josette nodded.

Desmond seemed to have found a kindred spirit. He sobbed so hard he could barely breathe. “I would give anything for her. I’d die for her. I really love her so much.”

“Child,” Josette sighed softly. “I know you’re a good boy. But when you love someone, you don’t die for them.”

Desmond froze, and his sobbing stopped.

Rebecca lifted her head from Josette’s arms, thought for a moment, and lowered the window halfway. Her eyes met his bloodshot ones.

“Rebecca…” he murmured sadly.

“Desmond.” Her voice lost its earlier edge.

She shook her head. “Have you ever considered that maybe you don’t actually love me? Maybe you only love the version of me you created in your head?

“Many years ago, when you needed someone to fill the hole in your heart, you happened to meet me. I became your obsession. Over the years, you kept idealizing me.

“Then, because you couldn’t have me, you stubbornly held on. Have you ever thought that if you took off the filter and saw the real me, you might be disappointed?”

“But you are exactly like the person I imagined.” His eyes grew misty. “Gentle, understanding…”

He couldn’t go on, and she smiled bitterly. “See? Gentle and understanding. Just those two words already make me feel tired.”

He looked lost. “Aren’t you?”

“I was like that when I was with you. But that’s because…” She lowered her gaze as memories flooded back. “Because I felt like you were a happy, innocent boy who needed me to be that way. You know, I could never say no when you looked at me with those innocent eyes.”

Not interesting at all.