Summary Of If He Had Been With Me นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Although I tried, I couldn't keep the sarcastic tone out of my voice. The disappointment on his face turns serious. "He actually did. I wasn't expecting to see Ash, I already know she won't be coming home with you. I was looking forward to meeting my new daughter-in-law but for some reason best known to you both you didn't bring her with you also." He says and turns around, talking as he walks away. "I blame myself. Things wouldn't have been this fucked up if I'd gone with you instead of staying back." That I agree with. I won't deny that I would have done a lot of things differently if he was with us in Hill-backside.

It was a rare quality that drew me closer to him, despite my initial hesitations. He reached out his hand, offering it to me in a gesture of friendship. His palm was warm and inviting, urging me to take a leap of faith and trust him. Hesitant but curious, I cautiously placed my hand in his, feeling an instant connection between us. A profound sense of conviction welled up within me, leaving no room for doubt: this captivating individual was destined to be in my life. I firmly believed that fate had orchestrated our meeting, and no one could sway me from this belief... He was my mate.

He heard me but didn't stop. I had said I wouldn't walk out of here alone. I stood up quickly, hanging my bag on my shoulder and grabbing my packed food. I rushed to follow behind him, nearly stumbling in my haste. While walking, I told myself I mustn't regret this decision. It would work out well. I was terrified, but if I didn't let go, I couldn't grab onto anything else. So let me grab onto any happiness, goodness, or joy I could find. My footsteps echoed against the floor as I followed after him. * * *

As he walked away, I closed my eyes and leaned back. I had no job, no plan, and no idea what came next. But I had Henry. And I would die before I let anyone take him from me.

If only you had confided in me, I could have channeled that anger towards him, ensuring he never had the opportunity to worm his way back into my life. If you had instead entrusted my upbringing to Ferris' mother, Izabelle, it would have been a vastly different path for me. I never would have met the man who ultimately destroyed your heart and foolishly sought after his love. I never would have debased myself to the level of a pitiful slave for him, his wife, and my half-brothers. I would have never wasted my time, slowly losing myself and my sanity with each passing day. And I certainly never would have encountered the man who nearly ruined my life.

He said, using his finger to tilt my chin up so I'd focus on him. He was right. I had met him in this world, it was so unexpected. Ever since then, he had been my strength and fuel to keep going forward when I thought I had no more energy. If not for his influence, I wouldn't have gotten this far. And fate had given him to me. It has been years since we've been together, I had willingly given myself to him without thinking twice the day he claimed me. When I was with him, I could only feel the need to have him more and more.

I watch him straighten, as if the information hasn't properly registered. "Did they hurt you?" His gaze roves over my exposed skin, checking for anywhere I may be favouring. "No, I'm fine. He wanted to take me with him, but he got interrupted," I explain, shuddering at the thought. What would have happened had I succumbed to the mate bond and went with him? I haven't been able to stop thinking about it... Which is why, tonight, I have plans to sneak out and meet this strange mate of mine.

If he had gone back because of me… if missing that event had consequences bigger than I understood… if Vanessa was right about his father… I looked up at her, throat tight. “What if something happened?”

" If you can't claim me, then forget about it. We won't be able to see eye to eye. " I said it loud and clear. I started to like him a lot, but nothing positive will come from us being together if he doesn't let go of the past. He must comprehend the importance of mutual trust. I appreciate his predicament, but I was in the worst circumstances imaginable and managed to pull it off. If he made me return to where I am because he is my mate, I would cheerfully let him go.

His heart beat steady beneath my ear. For the first time in weeks, I stopped fighting the ache. Because even if the god was inside him. Even if fate had already written us into tragedy, I was still his. And he was still mine.