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My Pretty Sweetheart novel Chapter 638

Those days were practically hell. And as humans, we would always choose to forget the most painful times of our life.

He had only mentioned pieces and fragments of the past, but I already felt my heart buzzing with a dull ache. I found myself unable to utter even a single word.

I withdrew my hand and decided that I should say thank you, but I felt that it would be too shallow, so I chose to stay silent instead.

His face was blank as he flashed me a small smile tinged with a hint of hostility. He said, "With each passing day, you slowly recovered. I initially thought that since Hendrix had wounded you so deeply, you wouldn't miss him anymore. I knew perfectly well that you didn't feel anything for me. But I thought, so what? The days are long, love and joy can be nurtured and cultivated little by little. But I didn't think that you'd still leave with him in the end."

He gave out a self-deprecating laugh. "Arianna, as soon as your scar healed, you forgot the pain!"

I had no words to retort with. I stayed silent, lips pursed as I listened to him read me to filth.

He sneered as he continued saying, "I didn't mean to hurt you, but Arianna, do you know how I lived through those nights after my parents passed away one after the other? At night when I dreamt, my mother would always yell at me, saying that she was feeling cold while my father would tell me that he was lonely. I would wake up in such a big, hollow house in the middle of the night and couldn't go back to sleep. Back then, I kept thinking that if you could stay by my side just like I did for you, perhaps I wouldn't suffer that much. But every time I woke up at night, the room would be dead empty, and I would find no one by my side."

He looked at me, his dark eyes horribly grim. "Do you know what it feels like to suffer alone in the darkness?"

I pressed my lips together. That one word of apology was hitched in my throat, and no matter how much I tried to force it out, it stayed stuck. It stayed unspoken.

"Arianna, you have no idea how much I loved you. And it's because of that love, that I hate you so much now."

After those words left Irvin's lips, I sat completely stunned on the couch. My senses left me for a long time. It felt like an eternity had passed before they came back to me.


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