Chapter 452
He kept calling her name, “Gale, Gale. Try to love me,
okay? Just love me a little bit. A little bit is enough. I don’t want much…”
As long as he got a little love from her, he would be satisfied and ask for nothing more.
The crown lay in Gale’s hand quietly.
It seemed that it was just a toy bought casually in a jewelry store, not jewelry worth a crazy sum of money.
The blue gem in the middle of the crown exuded a faint blue light.
Like the sea.
Gale closed her eyes. “Shawn…”
“I’m here.”
“Let’s let each other go. Let me go and set yourself free,” she whispered.
They were still young.
Shawn, who was not yet thirty, had a high position and was rich.
Life had just begun.
There were infinite possibilities for the future.
Why stick to this short two or three years of entanglement?
“Gale, how could you just let me go like this? When I misunderstood you, I tortured you and humiliated you. Now…it’s finally your turn to torture me. Don’t you want to vent your hatred on me?” Shawn replied.
Gale looked up at him and said, “Shawn, hating someone is too tiring, I don’t want to exhaust my energy.”
Moreover, hating someone meant remembering someone.
She wanted to forget him.
Shawn brought about the greatest pain in Gale’s life. She wanted to let go, and she wanted to free herself.
Who would have thought Shawn would not let her go?
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