"I know! Back then, Thea Yates gave up almost half of herself to save you, and it was precisely because of this that she beca infertile for life! Is this why you want to sacrifice Chloe and your own happiness just to repay her?"
"Moreover, Loren is not even Thea..."
"Smack!"
Matthew Morgan slamd his palm on the table, abruptly interrupting Ralph Koch!
He stood up, closing in on Ralph Koch, "Do I need to teach you what should or shouldn’t be said?"
Ralph Koch didn’t back down, "Do I need to remind you how to act in certain matters?"
The two of them stared at each other, tension high.
It could be said that this was the most strained mont between them since they t.
After about a minute of staring, Ralph Koch spoke, "Do you not know how to make a choice about what’s most important to you?
Matthew Morgan, you only have a week. The woman you love most is about to marry soone else."
As he spoke, Ralph Koch stepped back, increasing the distance between himself and Matthew Morgan, pointing at him, repeatedly reminding him, "You only have a week, or you’ll have no room for regret in the future."
What’s needed to be said or not said, there’s no need to say any more now.
Just this sentence is enough.
Ralph Koch turned around, opened the door, and walked out.
...
Ralph Koch left Matthew Morgan’s office and went straight to find Chloe Grant.
She wasn’t at ho but had gone to the seaside alone.
At this ti of year, the wind at the seaside was strong and chilly, and there were basically no people around.
Only Chloe Grant sat alone on a rock by the beach, gazing into the distance.
The cold wind blew over her, ssing up her hair and clothes, but Chloe Grant seed to feel nothing.
She remained motionless.
Ralph Koch stood at a distance, observing her for a long ti, before finally sighing and walking towards Chloe Grant.
Ralph Koch didn’t disturb her, just quietly sat next to Chloe Grant.
Chloe Grant turned to look at him.
Ralph Koch tilted his head with a smile, reaching out to stroke Chloe Grant’s head.
So comfort does not need to be spoken.
"I don’t have a brother." Chloe Grant spoke softly, then added, "Could you give a hug?"
Just as she finished speaking, Ralph Koch had already opened his arms.
Chloe Grant leaned into Ralph Koch’s embrace.
He hugged her tightly, patting her head, "Good girl, no matter what, I’m here."
Chloe Grant sniffled, but she had no desire to cry.
She just felt very cold, and hugging Ralph Koch made her feel a bit warr.
Neither of them spoke again, just quietly embraced each other.
Like a gentle brother holding a helpless sister.
The waves crashed repeatedly, the sea breeze blew again and again.
"Ralph Koch, did I make a mistake..."
It was unclear how much ti had passed when Chloe Grant gently left his embrace, looking at Ralph Koch, "Am I being stubborn? Or... am I being too pretentious?"
Ralph Koch looked at Chloe Grant, montarily at a loss for words.
He really didn’t know how to answer Chloe Grant’s question.
Was Chloe Grant wrong?
Was she pretentious?
Actually... she wasn’t.
But what she did... was it right?
No, it wasn’t.
Ralph Koch remained silent for a while, finally reaching out to stroke Chloe Grant’s head, "No matter what, your marriage should be fulfilling, it should be full of anticipation, not carried out in spite, understand?"
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