Yannick had lost a lot of weight. He looked haggard, disheveled, and heartbreakingly fragile.For a moment, I was lost in thought.In the past, whenever his eyes reddened pitifully, my heart would soften. I would relent and surrender without hesitation. No matter what he'd done, as long as he humbled himself and pleaded tenderly, we would always make up.But now, faced with his sorrow, I felt nothing. If anything, I was only irritated that my peaceful life had been disrupted.Yannick strode toward me and pulled me tightly into his arms. His voice trembled with the sense of relief of finding something he thought he'd lost forever.He said, "I've been looking for you for so long, Coco. I thought I'd never see you again."I struggled to break free, but he held me too tightly.His voice that came from above my head carried the faint hint of a sob. "You're still angry with me, aren't you? Coco, I was just angry. I hated that you didn't choose me at our wedding, but I never wanted to
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