True Fated Marriage novel Chapter 1526

"Gary, don't do this. The more you do this, the more chaotic my mind will be," Celeste said softly.

Perhaps she was too anxious and agitated. She did not know what she could say, so she bit her lips, tearing them, as she was afraid that she might burst into tears.

The more she didn't want to cry, the more she would endure it.

Those low sobbing sounds had her seem more pitiful. Her shoulders trembled, and others felt as if she was fragile and had been wronged.

Her whole body, which was wrapped in his suit, seemed shrivelled and weak as if she was desperate and was at a loss.

She seemed so aggrieved.

Gary gulped, his voice somewhat hoarse as he spoke softly, "I'm sorry, I made you cry again."

Celeste shook her head before she lowered it. Her long hair hung loose, disordered that it covered her teary face.

She seemed to have come to a realization.

She did not want to say anything else, for she had no strength left, feeling sorrowful, depressed, and in a mess.

The worst part was that she could not get over the person in front of her. It was even more impossible for her to continue to be with him.

It was a terribly awful and uncomfortable feeling. It felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to die.

She did not understand why he appeared in front of her right as she was about to let go of him. She did not even have the courage to hide anymore.

She lived with the Jones family. Everything she had was supplied by the Jones family, even her internship opportunity was provided by the Jones Estate. She could not even escape the Jones family when it turned out to be her internship.

Perhaps, she would turn out to be no one once she left the Jones family.

She couldn't blame Gary, for he was Heinz and Grace's son. She was completely powerless and felt that blaming him for the slightest bit was considered an unforgivable sin.

She was in a difficult position. Her life was hard, but it was hard in a way that no one could understand.

Lots of people were walking to and from the library. Gradually, the crowd bloomed, weaving through the streets.

However, she was still standing by the door, crying bitterly.

Gary looked at her, not knowing what he should do. He did not know how much time had passed as he stayed by her side, watching her cry in helplessness. He had his head lowered and was at a loss, not even having the courage to hold her in his arms.

Fortunately, Celeste only cried for a little while before she realized that it was an inappropriate thing to do.

She hastily wiped her tears, collected herself and took a deep breath to stop her crying.

In a few minutes, Celeste calmed herself down in no time and told Gary, "Let's go home."

It was quite rare for her not to continue to go against him or even make a scene. She turned around and left. Celeste actually got into his car obediently.

Gary buckled her seat belt while she did not refuse his help. All she did was lower her head and allowed him to do everything for her.

Gary was tense all over. He turned around a few times to look at Celeste, but she had always had her head lowered in silence.

He dared not make a sound either, so he didn't talk.

He was afraid that if he spoke, he would break the hard- earned silence the two of them had right then.

However, her little face was drenched with tears, seemingly aggrieved and weak.

When they were approaching the gates, Celeste ordered, "Could you park by the door? There's something I want to tell you."

Gary hurriedly nodded, "Sure."

He found a quiet place, parked the car, and turned around to look at Celeste.

Celeste turned to look at him as well.

Their gazes met. Celeste's eyes were still red, but they were especially bright, "Gary, tell me, did you come back to London because of me?"

Gary's heart tightened as he looked straight into her eyes. After a long while, he nodded in certainty, "It's mainly because of you. The research comes next."

Celeste took a deep breath and fell into silence.

She did not speak for a long time. All she did was stare at his handsome face.

Gary did not know what was on Celeste's mind. He was anxious and stared at her, awaiting her answer.