Chapter 8
Harry wasn’t clueless about what had happened back then.
very time I brought it up, he’d make excuses for Bianca.
She was just a kid. She didn’t understand. Imagine finding out your dad had another daughter–of course she was jealous she’s falt quitry test is for pres Why can’t you just forgive her?”
looked at Harry, waiting for my answer, and something inside me finally let go.
eople who get you will always get you.
eople who don’t will just keep finding reasons to blame you.
told you on our wedding day–if you ever wanted a divorce, all you had to do was give me a red rose.”
The second you made me walk through that hallway covered in roses and told me to forgive my mother’s killer, we were done
t’s not just the cheating, Harry. It’s the way you treat her. The way you’ve always treated her. Who’s your wife–me or Bianca?”
arry froze. It took him a long time to find his voice.
loane, I… I just wanted you to have more people who loved you. Bianca’s your family, isn’t she?”
laughed, cold and sharp.
amily? The family that killed my mother? The family that slept with my husband? The family that’s stealing shares of my company?
Harry, is your useless brain just for fucking decoration? Did you think about how I’d feel for even one second when you said that?!”
arry opened his mouth and closed it again. When he saw me crying, he reached out to comfort me, but I pulled away,
loane, I was wrong. Please forgive me. I’ll change everything you don’t like. We don’t have to get divorced, okay?”
need you. The company needs you.”
Ve talked about having kids, remember? A boy and a girl?”
here it was.
he truth.
e didn’t love me.
e just needed me for the company.
didn’t want to waste any more time on this, so i waved him off and turned to leave.
arry grabbed my hand and held on tight. The more I struggled, the harder be squeezed
loane, why won’t you just give me one more chance?
You knew roses would hurt me, but you bought them anyway! You remember what you were like when we last got lugether? Et waren lan this. Thin just roves you don’t love me anymore!”
You’re not sorry because you love me. You’re sorry because of the company. Because of the drug
a that moment, it finally hit me–people who don’t love you will never care how you feel
Chapter 8
No matter what you do, no matter how much you hurt, it won’t even register with them
You’re just annoying to them.
Harry! You’re disgusting! Don’t make me lose all respect for your
ast as Harry tried to pull me into his arms, Jules came out of nowhere and penched him hard arose de tare
hen he grabbed my hand and pulled me behind him.
larry wiped the blood from his lip and looked at Jules.
Who the hell are you?”
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