Five Years of Marriage to Mr. Bradford (by Koi Fish) novel Chapter 670

Chapter 670

But Rebecca was already in her thirties mentally.

She had experienced every kind of passionate love and hatred. There was nothing she couldn’t say.

“Vance,” she said frankly, “I don’t like guessing games. Maybe I’ve misunderstood what you mean, but based on my understanding, I want to tell you one thing. The old Rebecca might have liked you, but I don’t.”

The light in Vance’s eyes dimmed rapidly. She wasn’t mistaken after all.

It was a shame. Why did he always fall for her after she stopped loving him?

“Why?” he demanded stubbornly, trying to get to the bottom of it.

“I already told you,” she replied. “I now know what I want. And you’re not it.”

Right then, her phone lit up with a message from Gabriel. He had arrived and asked her to come out.

“I’m leaving,” she said, walking out of the bakery.

His gaze remained fixed on her as she walked to the roadside and got into the passenger seat of a luxury car. Through the window, he could vaguely see a young man driving.

His pride stopped him from chasing after her for an explanation, but the question haunted him all the way home. “Is it because I have nothing right now?”

Back home, he pulled a poetry collection from the shelf. Inside was a bookmark made from a neatly pressed sycamore leaf. Written on it in black ink was: [0 wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn’s being.]

He tucked the bookmark into his collection of European poetry, right on the page of John Keats‘ On First Looking into Chapman’s Homer.

The added words were in a completely different handwriting. For some reason, they suddenly looked glaring. There was no way to erase what had been written, though.

In the end, he crossed out the word “together.”

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