Watching You Burn In Regret novel Chapter 162

Truth was, Seren owed him nothing. If anything, it was he who owed Seren far more than he could ever repay.

The memories crashed over him in vivid flashes, one after another, relentless and unkind.

Three years ago, after the accident that left him paralyzed from the waist down, he simply couldn't accept what had happened to him. He was lost in despair, convinced his life was over.

He attempted to end it all more than once.

There was the time he swallowed an entire bottle of sleeping pills prescribed by the doctor, collapsing onto his bed and slipping into darkness. The household staff had come to fear him, tiptoeing around his room as if he were a monster. Those who did venture in merely saw him sleeping and thought little of it.

It was Seren who noticed something was wrong. She called for help, and they rushed him to the hospital just in time to save his life.

The doctor later said that if they'd gotten there a little later, he wouldn't have made it.

Then there was the day he asked the staff to wheel him up to the rooftop, claiming he wanted to feel the sun on his face. When no one was looking, he dragged himself up onto the edge, ready to throw himself off.

Somehow, Seren sensed something was wrong. She made her way to the rooftop just as he was about to let go.

In that life-or-death moment, she sprinted across the roof and grabbed hold of his arm, refusing to let him fall. He made it through unscathed, but Seren dislocated her shoulder in the process.

And those were just the more dramatic rescues. There were countless other moments, big and small.

To say Seren owed him her life was absurd. If anything, he owed her several lives over.

Sheridan's face was ashen, streaked with humiliation and regret.

How could he have had the nerve to accuse Seren of owing him anything at all?

During those three years, he'd been impossible to deal with—his temper so fierce that even his own mother avoided him. The staff at The Golden Age would go out of their way just to steer clear.

Only Seren stayed. Only Seren took care of him, day after day, never complaining, never faltering.

And all he'd felt at the time was entitlement. He'd assumed her patience would last forever, that she'd keep enduring it all without question.

It never occurred to him that everyone's endurance has a breaking point.

Now, Sheridan buried his face in his hands and broke down completely, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Seren, please. I'm begging you. Please, just give me one more chance. I can't do this without you. I can't lose you, I just can't."

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