Single Mom's Sweet Husband (Charlotte) novel Chapter 419

"You what?" Rick lifted her chin and asked. "You don't want to leave me?"

"No." Kendall nodded immediately. "I never wanted to. Rick, please believe me."

"If you don't want to leave me, prove it to me."

Prove it to him?

How could she do that?

Did she have to be as shameless as she had been before?

Kendall's face instantly turned pale. Her trembling fingers moved toward his neck. She licked her lips and her breathing gradually accelerated. Her gaze was confused. For some unknown reason, she was crying. She reached to reveal Rick's neck. Rick did not stop her. It was only when she pulled his shirt aside and revealed the hideous scar on his chest that he reached out and pressed his hand against hers.

"That's enough, Kendall," he called softly.

"What is this..." Kendall's face became paler, and there was no trace of blood on her cheeks.

"You can touch it."

She stretched out her hand to touch it. Although it had healed, she could tell that it had been a small cut. Her eyes widened. "Rick, you didn't..."

"That's right."

"Why? Is it, is it because of me?" She raised her voice in disbelief.

"That's right."

Rick's agreement caught Kendall off-guard. She shouted, "Why? Why did you do this? And no one told me. Even when you were examined, I didn't notice anything wrong with you. Why didn't you tell me that you hurt yourself, why did you..."

"The old me, he didn't even notice that you were hurt, did he?" Rick asked with a smile.

She was silent. She had a bad feeling about this.

"Now, you can't even see that I'm hurt. I've seen how you were when you loved me before, so I know you don't love me now. You should leave with Zayden."

The world was so big.

There was nothing that they could not get over.

He chose to let her go as an act of mercy to himself.

Kendall's eyes were very red. She reached out her hand and grabbed Rick's collar tightly. She growled in a hoarse voice, "This wound is new. I've seen you naked before. This wound was made either today or yesterday. Why did you..."

Kendall's eyes suddenly widened because Rick kissed her.

With his eyes open, he looked at her pale face, and chuckled. "Am I decisive enough? Just like how you left me with no way out, I'm forcing you to leave without any choice. In fact, I have thought about how you and I have come to this point."

"Actually, it is very simple. I forced Charlotte to leave. She wouldn't hate me because she didn't love me. No matter how much pain and sorrow I felt, no matter how much it hurt, she wouldn't have to suffer it. She wouldn't feel sad about it either. Therefore, the deeper my hatred was, the more useless I became. I gave up on her."

"But we are different. Kendall, we love each other, so we torture each other."

Kendall's eyes were wide open, and the tears flowed down her face and onto Rick's chest.

The gruesome scar was now covered with a layer of moist liquid, like a meandering stream in the wilderness.

"Leave," he said in a hoarse voice. "Don't let me shed tears and bleed for you."

"I'm not leaving! Rick, if you love me, why should I leave?" She suddenly hugged him hard. "I'm not leaving, I don't want to go."

"Do you want to stay and watch me die?"

Rick couldn't help laughing.

Kendall shook her head hard.

"I'm not going anywhere." She went to kiss his lips. "Rick, I'm not going anywhere. I won't go out at any time of day. I don't even go out to the balcony. Don't force me to leave."

Did he still have the courage and ability to love again?

Rick looked at the person in his arms and asked himself.

He was actually thinking about it.

She said so many times that she didn't want to leave, but why didn't she say "I love you"?

She clearly knew that it was more useful to say that she loved him than that she wouldn't leave. However, she didn't say it.

"Kendall, if you stay by my side without loving me, you will only provoke me."

"I love you!" she answered without hesitation.

"You know that I don't believe you."

Then how could she make him believe her?

She pressed her lips against his.

At first, it was an impulsive move, but the kiss became gentler and gentler. Later, she removed her lips, held his face, and gently stroked his cheek. Suddenly, she smiled.

"What is it?" Rick looked at her tenderly.

"It seems that you love me." Like a child who got some candy, she smiled brightly.