It Doesn’t Matter Anymore novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

“I won’t let go! Not even if I die!” Greyson gripped the hem of her clothes even tighter, his knuckles turning white.

At that moment, a black Maybach sped over and screeched to a halt by the roadside.

Jerico pushed open the door and got out of the car.

He wore a dark gray casual coat that day, standing tall and exuding an imposing aura.

Seeing the scene before him, his gaze darkened. He strode over in long steps, pulled Allison behind him with one swift motion, and then kicked Greyson hard on the shoulder.

“Get lost!”

Greyson was knocked to the ground by the kick, but he quickly scrambled up again, kneeling, his eyes still glued to Allison.

“Allie…” he murmured, as if possessed.

Allison patted the wrinkled hem of her clothes where he had grabbed, suddenly remembering something.

She rummaged through her bag and took out a transparent plastic pouch, inside which was a cheap plastic hair clip.

It was the kind of trinket sold at street stalls for 2 dollars a handful, with most of the rhinestones already fallen off.

Greyson’s pupils contracted sharply—

Back in college, he had bought it casually at a night market to coax her. He hadn’t even paid for it; the vendor had given it to him for free because he was wearing a military uniform.

He had long forgotten about it, yet she had kept it all this time, treasuring it as if it were something precious.

Allison held the hair clip and walked to the edge of the release pond.

The pond water was unfathomably deep, with koi swimming leisurely beneath the surface.

“Greyson,” Allison gazed at the water, her voice very soft, “you’re just like this hair clip-cheap, inferior, and fading.”

With those words, she loosened her grip.

With a soft plop, the hair clip fell into the water, sending up a tiny splash before being instantly swallowed by a greedy koi, vanishing without a trace.

“Lost is lost.” Allison turned around, her gaze cold. “Don’t ever come and disgust me again.”

Greyson stared at the spot where the hair clip had disappeared, his whole being as if his soul had been sucked out.

He remained dazed for a long time, then suddenly began to laugh quietly,

Greyson stopped a few meters away from her, leaning against the railing and gasping for breath.

“Allie…” His voice was broken, shattered by the mountain wind. “Do you remember? Back then, during the mudslide, I was on the ruins… and I saved Sylvia first.”

Allison stood with her back to him, giving no response.

Greyson stared into the abyss, his eyes hollow and desperate.

“I was so stupid back then… I thought it was my duty, but in truth, I cut off my own lifeline.” He let out a bitter laugh. “Allie, I owe you a life, and I owe our child a life.”

Suddenly, he climbed over the railing, standing on the edge that was only a few dozen centimeters wide.

Jerico’s eyes sharpened, and he instinctively stepped in front of Allison.

Greyson turned back, looking at Allison’s silhouette, a look of relief- and even a hint of pleading-appearing on his face.

“Allie, let me give it back to you, okay?”

“If I die, will you finally forgive me?”

Before he finished speaking, amid everyone’s cries of alarm, he closed his eyes, spread his arms wide, and fell straight into the bottomless abyss!