Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy novel Chapter 2859

Chapter 2859

Steven looked at the woman in front of him. “I’ve actually prepared for this.”

He closed his eyes and said, his voice hoarse, “Gwen, I told you before. If you truly miss him, I’m willing to sacrifice myself to get him back for you. Dissociative identity disorder is just the beginning. Should I find the ‘switch’ to have him surface, I’ll do it as much as I can so you’d both reunite-until his personality has total control over the body and I disappear. This body will become your Luke.”

He opened his eyes to stare into Gwen’s eyes while smiling. “I want to return him to you, and vice versa. You’re both meant to be, and he’s the rightful owner of this body.

“I’m just someone who was supposed to die five years ago, my life should’ve ended then. I’m satisfied to have a second chance at life for these few months…”

Gwen silently stood and clenched her hands into fists. In fact, Steven and Luke were quite similar in some ways. For example, Steven acted so stubbornly like Luke, who forced her to be at his side as he wanted to sacrifice himself to treat her illness.

They both had the means to sacrifice themselves and thought it was right because they were doing it for her. Neither Luke nor Steven ever considered Gwen’s thoughts and feelings.

She was an independent person. She had her own likings and the choice to make her decisions. None of them had the right to decide for her sake.

With those thoughts in her mind, she looked up at Steven’s face and curled up her lips into a smile. “Do you think you’re that great?

“Luke thought he was great too. He thought that dying for my sake was the best thing he could do for me. But…”

She took a deep breath. “I never thought it was good for me. Both of you are, in fact, very selfish.” Steven was shocked to hear that. He stood silently and stared at Gwen, not knowing how to respond. After a while, a sheepish, helpless smile appeared on his face.

She wanted to let Steven and Luke know she did not need them to make sacrifices for her.

In the end, Steven fell silent. He lowered his head and wanted to say something, but nothing came out of

him.

After a while, he sighed deeply.

“Gwen,” he muttered, evidently despondent, “he did it for your own good.” “I don’t need it.”