Chapter 199: The Wrong Choice
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
I cut off my past with Robert to move forward with Michael.
I saw a large bed in the middle of the room. Although everyone said that Robert was having a hard ti, I could see that he was being treated as best as he could by the people around him.
Robert was lying on the bed, covered in a white goose-down quilt. Beside the bed was a lit fireplace, and the room was warm.
I walked to the edge of the bed and looked at Robert’s exposed face. His eyes were closed, and his cheekbones protruded. He looked nothing like the healthy, energetic man he used to be. His hair had not been combed for a long ti; it had grown so ssily that it had covered his eyes.
Robert heard my approaching footsteps and slowly opened his eyes.
I noticed that his senses had also weakened considerably. Even in his sleep, a normal werewolf would be able to hear as soon as I walked into the room, and Robert didn’t realize it until I walked up to him. The bright school celebrity from high school was gone, and now a poor man had lost hope and a future.
Robert opened his eyes and stared blankly for a while. Then, he focused on . At first, he waved his arm to make leave. I guessed he thought I was Alison or the Luna.
After a while, he recognized who I was. He stopped moving his arm and looked at incredulously.
“Cecily?” Robert’s voice was unbelievably hoarse.
He struggled to get up from the bed. I helped him up so he could lean against the headboard.
This simple action seed to have taken a lot of Robert’s strength. He leaned against the headboard and coughed violently.
I looked at him expressionlessly. His situation seed worriso, but it didn’t an I had forgotten what he had done to .
He had let go through the worst months of my life. The last ti we t, he had even tried to mark . That had almost killed .
Robert coughed for a long ti before he stopped. He looked at . There was no guilt or regret in his eyes. There was only an intense, crazy unwillingness.
“Hehehehehe!” He laughed mockingly. His eyebrows raised slightly. It was like a provocative expression.
I looked at Robert, wondering if he would say sothing to first.
“Cecily, it’s you.” Robert coughed a few more tis. “I never thought that I would be able to see you again. I once refused to accept you as my mate because I thought you didn’t deserve to be a Luna. You’re a spineless person.
“But look at you now. You must be doing very well. I’ve beco the person everyone despises. No matter how I try to get you back, I can’t, can I?”
From my perspective, I could see Robert’s pajamas sliding down as he sat up. His muscles seed eaten by so monsters. I could see his skeleton through the clothes, and his arms were now as thin as mine. Losing his werewolf identity and symbol destroyed his body.
“Yes, from the mont you chose to mark Alison, you lost your chance with ,” I said rcilessly.
I would not forget the pain, and I would not forgive Robert. I chose not to hold a grudge because Robert wasn’t worth it, and I had soone more worth cherishing.
“Ha, I knew it.” Robert laughed bitterly. He looked at regretfully. “I should have chosen you from the very beginning and marked you. My parents taught from a young age that the Moon Goddess always made the right choice. I never believed in this, so I missed the chance to be with you.”
I averted my gaze, not wanting to make eye contact with him.
It was awkward to hear him say he regretted the past. The reason for us was not what Robert said, nor was it a question of his choice.
Everything between Robert and I was based on how Robert had treated others wrongly, but he had not realized it yet.
“No, it’s not like that,” I suddenly said. I noticed Robert looking at . “You were wrong from the start. You missed not because you chose the wrong person but because you didn’t know how to treat the people around you.
“You asured the people around you by how useful they are. When you thought that I could forgive your rejection and give you more help, you started to choose . You were only thinking about yourself selfishly, not loving anyone.”
I couldn’t help but smile at the thought that Michael might be eavesdropping on our conversation outside the door. I knew Michael would probably do that. He had a childish side to him.
I raised my voice slightly to make sure everyone could hear . “A good leader treats everyone with kindness, regardless of status.”
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