Thea Yates didn’t speak, just stared at Jacob Lee.
"Don’t you know? Then let help you answer. You said you found a better man. You said, I’m sorry, but the man I want to spend my life with isn’t like you."
Jacob Lee shrugged, "So, didn’t I get it exactly right?"
"That day was our ten-year anniversary, but what I got was a remark like that. At that ti, I felt like my damn ten years of feelings were fed to the dogs!"
That day, did I plead with you even once? Did I beg you even once?
Thea Yates, I let you go then, and I also said that from now on if we et, we should act as if we don’t know each other! And there was no chance for us to get back together."
After finishing this last sentence, Jacob Lee stared straight at Thea Yates.
He couldn’t deny it.
At this mont, there was still a part of Jacob Lee that dared to wish.
He wished that the things he recounted could move Thea Yates, even hoping to see her eyes turn red.
Just like Chloe Grant, every ti she’s in a daze, when sothing or a phrase seems to trigger the story about her and that person in her heart, her eyes would suddenly redden, and tears would uncontrollably fall.
That’s the emotion that cos from loving deeply but not being able to be with them, ultimately leading to solitary sorrow.
Unfortunately...
He couldn’t see any of that on Thea Yates.
Jacob Lee laughed.
"I really am a fool," Jacob muttered to himself.
A fool to still harbor hope even now.
Jacob Lee turned around and continued walking forward.
"Jacob Lee!" Thea Yates called out from behind.
But Jacob acted as if he hadn’t heard, opened the door, and resolutely walked out.
...
The Civil Affairs Bureau.
Chloe Grant stood at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau, echoes of what the clerk just said lingering in her ears, "Miss, you and your husband need to co together to collect the marriage certificate.
But rest assured, you are already legally recognized as a couple."
It was Chloe Grant’s first marriage and also the first ti she encountered such a situation.
She was in a daze.
From the mont she resolutely signed her na, she felt like nothing belonged to her anymore.
Her body wasn’t hers.
Her thoughts weren’t hers.
Actually...
When signing, Chloe Grant wanted to back out.
But, just as she was about to put down the pen, she received a call from Isabella Gray, asking how Chloe was doing and suggesting they go shopping together after collecting the certificate, to buy so things for her wedding.
The words weren’t much.
But Isabella Gray muttered to soone beside her, "Matthew is just too much, leaving everything about the wedding to the professionals. He even said this wedding must be grand and can’t lack professionalism."
At that mont, Chloe Grant’s mind was completely blank.
She only had one thought: You’re getting married, I’ll do it even sooner!
So, she signed her na with reckless abandon.
All the hesitation and today’s strange thods couldn’t compare to that stubbornness in her heart.
Chloe Grant wandered in a daze for a while until Isabella Gray’s call ca, bringing her slightly back to her senses.
"Chloe, turn around."
Hearing Isabella Gray’s words from the phone, Chloe Grant instinctively turned around... only to see a black limousine honking at her, then it stopped right next to her.
The rear window rolled down, revealing Michael Taylor’s face, "Chloe, get in."
At this mont, the driver had already gotten out and opened the car door for Chloe Grant.
Without thinking much, Chloe got in the car.
It was only then that Chloe Grant realized, Isabella Gray had been saying "we" all along, and it turned out she was shopping with Michael Taylor.
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