Romans & histoires His Love For Me Came Too Late

I looked at him and smiled. "Henry, you know very well that after marrying you, I've endured too much suffering. I was willing in the past, but now my heart is dead. Don't try to make amends for me anymore. Whenever I think of the past, it makes me sick. Let me go, I beg you, let me go." Henry remained silent, staring at me intently. I looked at him and slowly stood up. "Thank you..." Thank you for letting me go. However, Henry stopped me at the door of the hospital room.

He swore that he would make his company the top one in the city. He did achieve his goal, but at the same time, he was known as the "Aloof Prince" and "Playboy Young Master Bo" in the city. Yet, he was not happy and life seemed hollow. He messed around to break her heart, hoping she would leave him herself. He didn't realize that all he wanted was her until she had the car accident and left him. He loved her, and he just hadn't understood himself, or he just didn't want to admit it. But when she actually left him, he finally realized it.

“The last few days, I have been thinking about the time we spent together. I kept looking at the pictures we took and thought about the experiences we’ve had together. It made me realize that you were the one I loved all along. “I never liked Charlotte, she was just my childhood best friend. I had mistaken that affection for love but I have come to my senses now. I’m going to divorce her tomorrow morning and if you would just give me another chance, I promise I’m going to make you the happiest girl in the world. You will never…” I looked at him crossly and proceeded to knock the ring out of his hand. “Stop talking. Every word you say feels like an insult at this point.” “Do you even have any

Every bit of your effort is in vain. But on the contrary, you think it's your fault, that you didn't try hard enough. For two years, I've been convinced that Jacob loves me. It's just that he can't communicate. It wasn't until I saw "Love of My Life" that I realized how ridiculous I had been for two years. It's not that he can't love, it's just that he doesn't want to love me. I mentioned the breakup with Jacob. He opened his mouth and ultimately did not say a single word.

He was trying to hide his pain, but it bled through every word. "Natalie, I found the girl. The one who stole your heart. Why? You’re dead, and you weren’t even allowed to rest in peace. Why does she get to live with your heart beating inside her? She’s still out there, happy and alive. I hate her. She’s a thief. I swear, I’ll make her life a living hell." The second, third, and fourth videos were all the same. Bennett spilled his love for Natalie Johnson while drowning in hatred for Kara.

I had nearly burned myself. I quickly pulled my hand away, my heart racing. “Focus, Charlotte. Focus on making dinner.” I exhaled slowly, forcing myself to calm down. By the time everything was ready, the house had settled into its usual quiet rhythm. All that was left was to wait for him. I glanced at the clock and saw he was late again. I told myself it was fine. It always was. His work demanded his time, and I understood that. I had always understood that. Still, a small part of me hoped tonight would be different. That he would come home, sit with me, maybe ask about my day. Maybe notice my mood.

Otherwise, I would not have survived the night. I had just returned from the hospital. My injuries still throbbed with dull pain. Tears welled up when my fingers brushed against my flat stomach. I still remembered the vicious oath he had sworn when he defied all gossip to marry me. “Hailey, you’re the only one for me. If I ever betray you, may I die a wretched death.” Yet he brought his first love into our home. The cold wind stung, but not as much as this heart-wrenching pain.

When I jolted awake, I'd stare up at my ceiling, telling myself it was all in the past. … Many years later, I received a letter from an unnamed individual. The envelope was covered in dirt. The sender was George. 'It has taken me a decade, but I have finally understood the pain you suffered back then. I'm sorry. I wronged you. If we are reborn, may we never date again.' I suddenly recalled he had stayed on the frontlines. When I looked up the region he was in, I discovered it had been overrun long ago. George had also died a while ago.

“I think I love you, Liam.” He blinked. “What?” I nodded, tears still falling. “It’s not just about today. It’s everything. It’s you. The longer I stay with you, the more certain I become. There is no one else in this life for me.” I cupped his face in my hands. “I know that I made a mistake four years ago when I chose the wrong person. But I am sure now. I am in love with you.” For one suspended moment, he simply stared at me.