Seeing the serious look in Abigail's eyes, I suddenly laughed.
"Can't I see that? Ha! Abigail, you're absolutely right. I can't see that at all!"
Shaking my head in resignation, I let out a heavy sigh before saying firmly, "Abigail, I know exactly what's on your mind. You think it's the same as before. You'll hurt me with one hand, then offer a sweet treat, and I'll believe you again.
"You've lost all feelings for me a long time ago. Everything you're doing now is nothing but self-deception. I truly don't understand what you're holding on to. These things are completely meaningless!"
The more I spoke, the heavier my sorrow grew. Grief and despair surged within me, stacking layer upon layer, suffocating me to the point where I could barely speak.
Still, facing Abigail's relentless entanglement, I suppressed my anguish and said with measured resolve, "Abigail, our marriage is already nothing more than a hollow shell. I'm begging you, please stop deceiving yourself, will you?"
Perhaps it was the raw emotion in my words that had struck a chord. Abigail's gaze became utterly despondent in an instant. Tears began to stream down her face uncontrollably.
She looked at me with grievance in her eyes and pleaded in a coquettish tone, "Samuel, I truly know I was wrong. Can't you forgive me? What you heard in the hospital that day wasn't true. I was just…"
"Just what?"
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