"Please, don't leave me, okay? Just give me one more chance. I swear, from now on, you will always be my absolute priority. I will never abandon you for anyone else ever again, I promise! Just forgive me this one time. I know I messed up. I regret it so much. I let Sylvia blind me to the truth. I was wrong!"
Fueled by the alcohol, Yardley poured out all the desperate, agonizing thoughts he had been bottling up. These were words his pride would never allow him to say sober. But caught in this drunken haze, the apologies he had buried deep inside spilled out effortlessly.
Ever since he discovered Sylvia's true colors and the vile things she had done, he had been drowning in regret. Now that he saw exactly who she was, he had resolved to cut her out of his life completely.
He desperately needed Scarlett to give him a chance to make amends. He didn't want to lose his marriage. He didn't want to lose his daughter... He had actually been planning to get drunk and go find her. He never expected to run into her here.
Listening to his pathetic confession, Scarlett felt absolutely nothing but a hollow sense of irony.
So, he had finally hit a brick wall and realized he needed to turn back? It seemed his judgment was just slightly better than Sylvia's.
But it was too late. He wanted to turn back, but she was no longer waiting for him. The profound love she once held for him had been entirely eroded by disappointment after endless disappointment, leaving nothing behind.
Thoroughly exhausted by the encounter, she forced herself to stay calm. "Yardley, that's enough! I will never forgive you, and I do not accept your apology! All I want from you now is a divorce! Let me go. If you don't let me go right now, I swear I will hit you!"

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