Still Wanna Escape After Stealing My Heart? novel Chapter 1365

"I was used by Lincoln Lynn and accidentally saved your life with my body. That was the start of a mistake. Later... Later, see, in fact, you’ve always hated me. I was dirty and smelly, an ex-convict. I had nothing to my name, living at the bottommost level of society. No matter what, a woman like me has nothing in common at all with the most powerful man in South City.

"But back then, I was young and naive. I harbored a wild fantasy. I wanted to give my daughter a complete family. Actually... Thinking about it now, I was wrong, because... At that time I was too young and too afraid. I did not dare to face the future alone, so I wanted someone to rely on.

"But those thoughts were just that, nothing but thoughts. I was on the run for six years. Six years later, you caught me and brought me back to South City.

"Sebastian, I think, you did love me. Because I escaped, because I was not within your control, because I... I had your baby.

"I think, for the past year, you gave me true love. But your true love could not belong to me and me alone.

"Because you are the King of South City. In this world, what kind of conqueror could remain steadfast by one woman's side, and protect her for his entire life?

"I... I understand that you are a voracious man. But I can't accept a man whose heart does not belong completely to me. I cannot accept you pushing me aside while you run into the arms of another woman.

"Throughout the past year, I think I know what kind of man you are. You look cold, but you're not heartless.

"That's why I can imagine life for me in the future. I will be left at home, every month you'll give me enough money for my living expenses, and I'll take care of Aino and watch as you act all lovey-dovey with your new girlfriend, while I don’t even have the right t o object.

"If I objected or did something that would harm your girlfriend in the slightest, I would be left with nothing but misery. At least if I sat by silently and fulfilled my responsibilities, I could still live a good life, am I right?"

Listening to her eloquent and calm analysis, he knew her thoughts were clear and rational. She never allowed her emotions to control her actions. This reminded him of the time seven years ago, when he first met her.

He had just got her released from prison. Back then, she was indeed smelly and dirty, her clothes were nothing but mere rags. But even so, she could still retort to his every word clearly and rationally.

She truly had not changed at all. But then, somehow, she seemed as if she had.