บททั้งหมดของ Sweet forbidden love: บทที่ 171 - บทที่ 180

"Nonsense. Get away from me."The atmosphere was vibrant, but his sudden intrusion ruined my mood, so I turned to head in the other direction."Hey, what is wrong with you?"No matter how annoyed I was, he kept following me. It was strange. Did he not see that he was acting like a shadow? It was truly odd; I treated him with such disdain, yet he persisted with a thick-skinned determination. Could Benjamin’s words be true? Was he pursuing me only because his former lover resembled me?For some reason, thinking about this made me sad. I did not even know why. Was I sad because he still held someone else in his heart? Or was I sad because he was merely playing with me, seeing a shadow of his lost love in my face?If that w

This is ridiculous. How could I have such a feeling? Is my fiancé not Benjamin, and is the person I love not Benjamin as well?I understood less and less of the emotions manifesting within my body. I felt a slight frustration because I could not even grasp what I truly wanted."What did you do to make her so heartbroken?"The moment the question escaped my lips, I wanted to swallow it back down my throat. I felt intrusive and excessively curious. I quickly corrected myself."I am sorry. If it is difficult to talk about or too private, you do not have to answer."He looked at me suddenly and smiled faintly.Please, do not smile like that anymore. My heart aches so much.

"She loves cream cakes, the ocean, and sad music. She dislikes crowded places. She is pure and gentle. She possesses a simple heart, with her joys and sorrows clearly written on her face. But the thing is, she is too trusting. It was that very gullibility that led her to be exploited and manipulated into a dirty scheme. I hate the man who took her away. I just want to choke him to death.But I have come to realize something. If I had been a better man, I could have protected her from him. And now, seeing her smile again upon meeting her, I have started to ask myself questions.Should I let her go? Perhaps that would be for the best. Perhaps she might feel better living a life with him after forgetting me than she would by my side.I hate that man, yet I am jealous of him. If I had been good enough, no third party wo

Even though I was deeply curious, I could not bring myself to start the conversation.It took fifteen minutes to reach the impoverished districts. After visiting each home to deliver gifts and support, we stopped by the house of Max, the young boy who had drawn my portrait the day before.It was a dilapidated shack with a tiled roof, covering a mere twelve square meters. The walls were covered in a layer of white paint that had yellowed with age, and in several places, large chunks had peeled away, exposing the brick and cement beneath.Max’s grandmother was advanced in years, her hair completely gray. Judging by the deep lines on her face, I guessed she was well over seventy.As soon as she saw us, she acted with great hospitality, inviting everyone inside and bre

For some reason, I felt increasingly cold and fatigued, even though the outside temperature was not particularly low. I sat down at the guest table in the lobby and massaged my temples. My nose was congested, and my entire body felt drained of strength.While I was feeling faint, a warm hand touched my forehead. Then, a voice spoke."You have caught a cold."I lifted my head. It was that same familiar face. Every time I looked at him, my heart missed a beat. It was as if I were a young girl in love, catching a glimpse of her crush, and suddenly, my cheeks flushed with a soft pink hue.Something was permeating the deepest layers of my heart. What feeling was it? A touch of longing, a touch of worry, and a touch of heartache. When I gazed at his face, all the emotions with