Reclaiming the CEO's Heart novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Is It Worth It?

Avery even staggered a bit as she stood up. She weakly smiled. "The first time I met him, I fell for him. I've loved him for many years. I can't move on."

Nicholas saw the tear stains on her face and wanted to wipe them away, but he was in no position to do so. He could only remain motionless and silently watch her.

Tears slid down Avery's pointed chin, and she bitterly smiled, "I know I look miserable now, but if I live on, I'll have to see him marry another woman. Then, I'll be even more miserable than I am now. If life has lost its meaning, I'd rather meet my death."

"I recently read a quote, and it says if you're destined to break up with someone you love deeply, will you choose to enjoy the present with him or just turn away?"

Avery self-mockingly smiled. "If I hadn't met him, I would have chosen to turn away. But fate doesn't allow me to escape from him. We made a final agreement. He will accompany me for a month, and after that, we'll get divorced. At that time, I'll go see the outside world you mentioned."

Nicholas watched her as she held her left arm with her right hand and stumbled out. She didn't look back. "Nicholas, I'm grateful for everything you've done for me, but someone like me doesn't deserve someone as good as you."

She walked step by step in the cold corridor, and outside, it started snowing again. Her figure went farther and farther away.

Nicholas couldn't help but worry about her and watched her through the glass window, seeing her gradually stagger away until she vanished from his sight.

A bitter smile of helplessness appeared on his lips. He wondered, "Things have come to this point. Why is she still insisting on it? Is it worth it?"

Nicholas felt like she was a devout worshipper, searching for a temple that could never be found in the endless desert.

When Avery returned to Hill Mansion, the lights in the huge mansion were all on. She looked at the warm mansion amidst the wind and snow, feeling as if she had gone back to three years ago.

As she pushed open the door, the heater instantly warmed her up. She took off her shoes and took a few steps, seeing someone busy in the kitchen.

It seemed as if he had never left, and everything seemed to be the same as before.

"Thank you for today. Ethan didn't get hurt."

After saying that, Jacob skillfully plated the food from the pot and served the food.

Avery, however, stood frozen in a daze. She was surprised as it was the first time that he had said thanks to her but then came an endless feeling of melancholy.

Saying thanks meant distance.

She really wanted to say, "Jacob, I got stitches. My hand hurts so much. Can you blow on it for me?"

Avery stared at his tall figure, and the thousands of words in her head turned into a murmur. "Thank you? Don't even mention it! I hate that bastard's guts. I wish he would get hurt more than anyone. I just happened to catch him when I got my ankle sprained and fell down."