The Officer's Runaway Wife and Secret Son novel Chapter 406

“When you’re faced with someone who’s changed so completely, would you still call it love?”

“Would you… take him back?”

After she posed the questions, the live chat slowed noticeably.

But only for a few seconds. Then, an even more heated discussion erupted.

Some viewers softened their stance: [If he was willing to die to protect me, I guess I could forgive what he did before? After all, nobody’s perfect.]

Someone immediately countered: [A Felixpard can’t change its spots. Having a reason is no excuse for hurting someone. If he could abandon you once because of his ‘reasons,’ what’s to stop him from doing it again the next time something comes up?]

Other voices chimed in from the middle ground:

[That kind of love is too heavy for anyone. Over time, it would crush them both.]

Clara read through the comments one by one. Each opinion mirrored the knots of conflict in her own heart, pulling her in every direction and leaving her utterly frazzled.

Rhys sat outside the room, his finger hovering over the screen, trembling.

He knew Clara was afraid he would die, and he knew how terrified he was of her leaving.

He didn’t know how to love someone. The only way he could think of was to break himself into pieces and offer her everything he thought she might need.

But after hearing Clara’s questions, he realized he might have gotten it wrong again.

In her eyes, his current actions had become a form of selfless devotion that bordered on subservience. She felt like he was trapping her with his groveling.

Rhys gave a bitter smile and typed a line into the chat box.

The comment from User85757 floated past amidst the flood of messages.

[He’s just so stupid.]

[He hasn’t lost himself. He just realized that everything he used to live for was meaningless. You’re the only thing that’s real.]

Clara’s gaze lingered on those few comments.

She hadn’t seen “User85757” in a long time.

But coincidentally, every time she brought up her ex-husband, the divorce, or reconciliation during a stream, this account was always there.

The words were always tinged with an unspeakable bitterness and stubbornness.

She had no idea who was on the other side of the screen.

But seeing those lines, at this very moment, felt like each word was a blow to her heart.

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