The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 392

I didn't say a word and silently followed Abigail into the campus.

The air was thick with a vibrant, youthful energy. As I walked with Abigail down the streets we often frequented in the past, surrounded by young faces coming and going, I found myself feeling an inexplicable vigor coursing through me.

Young couples strolled past us, chatting and laughing together.

When Abigail saw them, she couldn't help but smile. Gently linking her arm with mine, she beamed and said, "Samuel, don't they remind you of us back then?"

I cast a calm glance around before shaking my head faintly.

"Abigail, I don't see us in them. No matter how much we reminisce, we're no longer the people we once were. There's no going back."

I bluntly dismantled her sentiment without the slightest concern for sparing her feelings.

Abigail stared at me in mild disbelief, as though she couldn't fathom that I would say such a thing.

Yet, I only smiled faintly. In a casual tone, I said, "Abigail, stop looking back. The past is the past, while the present is the present. We can't interact the way we used to anymore."

Since marrying Abigail, everything we had been through had left my heart battered and bruised beyond recognition. I no longer had any passion left to give.

And yet, Abigail seemed like a doctor determined to revive me in her own way.

With a bitter smile, I said softly, "Give it up. None of your tricks will work on me. If you have time for this, why not focus on comforting Joshua, the one who truly loves you?"