After Jacob left, Liam rested against the bed.
But after he closed his eyes, all that echoed in his ears was just those words of Rita.
“I've never loved you!”
“I'm just getting back at you!”
“Liam, Let's end here.”
Even if he didn’t believe a word of this, it’s still like a needle stabbing him, extremely painful.
He thought he had good emotional control, but today his calm that he was proud of was like nothing because of that girl.
There was no indifferent person in this world, if there was, it’s just because he never met a person he really loved.
The more indifferent and rational he was, once he fell in love, he would not able to get over it, ever.
Liam laughed bitterly, covering his heart, and slightly closed his eyes, “Rita, no matter what the truth is, I will never let you go this time, never!”
Even if, she was telling the truth.
And he wouldn't let her go.
He wanted to keep her with him even if he needed to tie her down.
Liam had never found that once it came to Rita, he would be so paranoid and incomprehensible.
And at the same time, Rita, who had just left, was standing not far away at the moment.
She hid in the dark and looked through the glass window at the man who looked so distressed on the bed at the moment. Only after she made sure the injury on his hand was treated did she lift her leg and go downstairs and leave the hospital.
Every step Rita took that day was like stepping on the tip of a knife, and it hurt both physically and mentally.
By the time she got off the bus and stood in front of her apartment on the south side of town, she couldn't hold it together anymore.
Her body swayed twice and fell backward abruptly.
When she was about to fall heavily to the ground, a figure suddenly rushed over, a man's warm palm against her waist steadily held her.
“Rita, are you alright?”
Oliver Roberts looked down at the pale girl in his arms, his eyes were full of worry.
In the morning he went to the hospital to get medicine for his big brother, but he didn't expect to run into Rita and Liam arguing.
She pretended to leave and then secretly went back to check Liam’s situation. Oliver witnessed the whole process, so he followed her the whole way because he was worried about her having an accident.
“Thanks, I'm fine, I just got a little dizzy.”
Rita forced out a smile, then drew away from the man's warm embrace, and kept a distance from him that she should be.
Noticing the detachment in Rita's eyes, Oliver's heart sank, but his handsome face did not show any emotional fluctuations.
Rita collected her mind, and looked at the man beside her confusedly, “Why are you here?”
“I came by to see you.” Oliver didn’t tell the truth. He hooked the corner of his mouth and pointed to the door, “Rita, I'm thirsty, can you make me some coffee later?”
Previously, Oliver hid his feelings for her, so Rita would not hesitate to agree.
But now that she knew how he felt about her, she can't.
“Oliver, don't come back in the future, I'm not worth it.”
Rita’s voice sounded light, but every word was like a needle viciously stuck in the heart of Oliver, the tearing pain in his chest made his eyebrows furrowed.
In fact, after leaving last time, he told himself countless times not to come back.
It’s true he loved her, but she didn’t.
Oliver had always known that he can’t force her to do anything, and he was willing to let go.
It's just that the mental construction he'd done countless times had completely disintegrated at the moment he saw her in the morning.
He couldn't let her go after all.
Love was a strange thing. He didn’t know how it started, and also didn’t know when it would stop.
Oliver raised his eyes and looked at Rita with her head down, the hand at the side of his body clenched and loosened and clenched again to finally let go completely, he then squeezed out a smile, “It’s just a cup of coffee, do you have to be so stingy?”
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