Chapter Seventy Seven: The Past Or The Future (5)

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[Chloe looked down at the face of the man lying next to her.

Gerard Blanchett, who was laying in bed, with softly disheveled blonde hair, and long eyelashes. That pretty nose bridge and cherry-red lips.

'This is the last time I'll ever see this face.'

It was so painful to see him being in love with Leila again. Her feelings for him had diminished just as the seawater evaporated under the sunshine. That's why...

'I thought I wouldn't be sad anymore.'

However, she choked up at the sight of Gerard, whose eyes were tightly shut. A gloomy feeling filled her heart. It felt like a heavy cloud that could rain at any moment.

'Don't cry, don't cry...'

However, Chloe didn't burst into tears.

She just slowly caressed her stomach with one of her hands. Just as salt that was left behind by the evaporated seawater. It was painful, but it was necessary so that she could meet Abel.

'You have to be stronger. You are a mother. So...'

It was clear that she would want to cry many times in the future. However, she had to remain strong for Abel's sake.

'Don't cry.'

Chloe unnecessarily rubbed her nose to shake off the emotions inside. She pulled up the blanket that had slipped away from her husband's body.

'I'm sorry. I don't want you to be sick even when I'm gone.'

She mumbled to herself while fiddling with the hem of the blanket.

'No, I honestly want you to be in a lot of pain. I hope you won't be able to eat, sleep properly and cry every day.'

However, the conspicuous selfishness immediately reared its hideous head. She didn't know if it was regret or something else.

'Even so, I hope you'll get over it soon and continue your life as if it doesn't matter. I wish you happiness, and please...'

Chloe swallowed dryly and continue her final wish upon him.

'Live a long life.'

The sight of Gerard's body, which was cold before her, was blurry.

The memories of the past where she stood in front of her husband's lifeless figure just before she returned to the past. It was still vivid.

Gerard returned from a cold death. And she cried in front of him. She cried until she ran out of breath as if the world had collapsed.

She thought he died because of her. She thought she was the one who pushed him to his death.

She couldn't endure the misery. At that moment, the book that used to appear in Chloe's dream, appeared in front of her just before she completely lost her mind.

It told a future that she couldn't and didn't want to repeat again. For both of them.

She couldn't be happy by Gerard's side, and he also couldn't live long when she was by his side.

Therefore, it was time to put a stop to this toxic relationship that was feeding on both of them completely.

"...Goodbye, honey."

Chloe said her farewell for the last time before she left the bedroom.

-I adore you so much, my Lady.

It was the farewell to the man he was now, and also to who he was in her previous life. The thought of his past self made her stop in her tracks.

'I loved you too, so much.'

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