The Transactional Marriage That Imploded novel Chapter 318

"If you insist on forcing my hand and keeping me away from him, I still won't be with you.

Because I had already ripped you out of my heart, piece by piece, every single time you chose Cynthia over me."

Mathis felt a sharp, agonizing tear in his chest, as if a piece of his heart had been physically gouged out. He had truly believed that when the dust settled, she would forgive him.

But in this world, turning back time is the hardest thing of all.

Bianca watched him quietly, delivering one final, quiet truth: "Reading a book for the second time might give you new insights, but it won't change the ending.

We never trusted each other. The second any outside pressure hit us, we completely fell apart. So I am never walking down the same road with you again. I wish you the best on your journey.

After all, you are Aveline's father. I'm more than happy for her to have one more person who loves her."

"But did you ever actually read my book?" Mathis asked, his voice steeped in bitter unwillingness. "You said yourself that you never understood me. Five years of marriage, three years by each other's side, two years of tearing each other apart.

But before all of that, I loved you for seven years. And you loved me for three, Bianca." Mathis reached out, gently brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "We didn't have to end up like this. Why can't you just forgive me this one time?"

"Because I don't love you anymore," Bianca stated calmly. "When I loved you, I could endure the cage you locked me in.

Now that I don't love you, I have no desire to ever return to your side.

And there's still Mabel's life standing between us. At my absolute lowest, every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was my grandma lying in a pool of blood.

Mathis, I can't just forget that she died because of you."

At the mention of her grandmother, her tears spilled over uncontrollably. She had always blamed herself—blamed her tragic taste in men for getting Mabel killed.

Mathis stared at his own reflection in her tear-filled eyes. *She doesn't love me anymore.* She had completely discarded him in the past.

Yet, his body physically couldn't stop loving her. He felt the blood freeze in his veins.

Seeing him completely paralyzed on the couch, Bianca asked, "Can you give me my phone? I want to go home. I'm exhausted."

It was a bone-deep emotional exhaustion. Mathis's total confession drained her, and saying goodbye to their past only added to the weight.

A marriage that felt like a long, drawn-out dream. When she finally woke up, the joy of first entering that dream had long since vanished.

She didn't want Milo to misunderstand her either. She had zero desire for any more drama in her romantic life.

For the rest of her days, all she wanted was a happy family, a job she loved, and a peaceful life.

Mathis didn't answer her. He sat on the couch, completely frozen, for the entire night.

Bianca didn't retreat to the bedroom either. They sat in total, unbroken silence.

When the first pale light of dawn crept through the window, Bianca went to the bathroom to wash up. When she came out, she asked Mathis if he planned on keeping her locked up for the rest of her life.

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