My mom was killed by your brother.
But I can’t avenge her.
I could have hurt you, but I can’t bring myself to do it.
I’m so useless, I can’t do anything, not even hold onto my heart.
I can’t do anything for myself, I just want to leave you.
As if we never t...
...
Edward Stephens didn’t say anything more, nor did he try to explain.
In the face of life and death, any further explanation is superfluous.
Between the two of them, clearly only they mattered, yet so many people and things intruded.
He wanted to give her the best, wanted to make up for everything she had lost.
He lowered his head and kissed her lips gently.
"Go. Don’t let see you for the rest of my life." He tightened his grip around her neck and whispered, "I never want to see you again."
Daisy Ginger slightly moved her lips.
The breath so close, the scent on him within reach, Daisy didn’t know why, because of his words, tears filled her eyes and slid down her cheeks.
He was letting go.
Finally, he was letting go.
No longer needing to be entangled with him like this.
It must be tears of joy, yet they couldn’t stop.
She looked up, smiled faintly at him, and in a hoarse voice said, "Thank Mr. Stephens for sparing ."
The man’s expression gradually cald down.
"If you dare appear in front of again, I won’t let you off."
His voice already carried a cruel chill.
Actually, Daisy felt that being able to live well was already not easy.
Robert Stephens’ ans were truly malicious, he really wanted Edward to kill her, right?
"Okay, I promise you." Daisy took a gentle breath, nodded, "I promise... I won’t appear in front of you in this lifeti, Edward Stephens, we’ll be dead to each other... mmm..."
He suddenly tightened his grip on her neck, cutting off her last word. Daisy held her breath and saw the hatred in his eyes.
Of course, how could he not hate...
How could he not hate her?
It’s normal to hate her so much he wants to kill her.
Her vision went black, as Daisy was suffocated, about to pass out.
Her fragile neck, which had been choked by Robert Stephens a few days ago to the point she couldn’t speak, was now choked by Edward to the brink of bleeding.
Truly unlucky.
Indeed, he didn’t really choke her to death.
When Daisy ca to, she was already cradled horizontally in his arms.
He carried her, walking into the glass greenhouse.
Then he laid her down amidst the tulip fields.
Daisy lay on the flowers, looking at the man’s somber eyes above her, she softly asked, "Do you want to bury under the flowers?"
"Are you afraid of death?"
"Who isn’t afraid of death?" She laughed softly, coughed a few tis, "But I don’t want you to beco a murderer."
He looked at her, with the splendid Milky Way and starry sky behind him, his gaze distant and cold.
This ti, it really was the last ti they would et.
*
When Daisy awoke, it was already completely bright.
Beside her, there was a stack of docunts. She propped herself up sitting and reached over to take them.
They were divorce papers, already signed.
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