Female Novel
Chapter 477
I stared at him, unafraid of his interrogative attitude. I explained, "It's not what you think. Even if he's
just a friend, I'd still do what I did if I saw someone who looks just like him -what's more to say if he was
someone I owe my life to."
He got up and walked towards me. His cold breath wrapped around me, and his voice was low and
oppressive. "And you know what is it that I think?"
I pursed my lips and subconsciously took a few steps backwards. Before long, I was met with the cold
wall, and I had nowhere else to turn to.
"Hendrix, why are you so angry? Is it because I can't let him go, or do you think I shouldn't be
emotional over a dead person?"
He let out a cold sneer. "What do you think?"
I pursed my lips. I knew that he was extremely possessive. After a pause, I replied, "No matter what
you think, Irvin is already dead, isn't he?"
"What if he isn't dead?" He retorted, his eyes were as dark as the night sky. "If he was still alive, would
you still want to repay him for saving your life with your body?"
I frowned and felt that he was taking things too seriously. I did my best to control my emotions and
yelled, "There's no if!"
As far as I was concerned, Irvin was already gone, and there was only guilt and regret left behind.novelbin
Hendrix was throwing such a fit because he simply couldn't accept the fact that the regret I felt towards
Irvin had been growing day by day.
He eyeballed me, and his black eyes were as deep as the sea. After a long time, he pursed his dry lips
and seated his slender and tall body on the chair.
He shouted coldly and indifferently, "Leave!"
His black coat made him look even more dispassionate and icy. His eyes that rarely showed emotions
looked more detached than ever.
I opened my mouth to say something, but alas, no words came.
Looking at his computer, I suppressed the pain in my heart and said, "Hendrix, I don't know why you're
so angry over someone who is no longer in this world. If you think me this fickle, then we can get a
divorce. After all, relationships would eventually end, one way or another. People who get together will
inevitably have to separate in the end. I won't blame you or resent you."
If something was not yours to have, then it would be best to let it go. People either separate while alive,
or because of death.
Compared to separating due to death, I was more willing to part in life. At least, we would still be alive.
A cold light flashed across his eyes. Rage and coldness pooled in his obsidian orbs. He raised his
hand, swept the computer and other things on the table to the ground, smashing them into pieces.
"Divorce?" His thin lips formed a mocking curve. "Arianna, what do you regard this marriage as? A
transaction? Temporary pleasure? Since you can blurt out the word so casually, you must have
repeated it so many times in your heart that you've grown familiar with it, right?"
Meeting his unfriendly gaze, I subconsciously stepped back even more as I felt a stabbing pain in my
chest. "You wrote the divorce agreement, and you're the one who always hinted at it too. Either way,
you can never be rid of your responsibility towards Andrea, and I can't get over my guilt towards Irvin.
Since this is the way things are, if we separate...it would be good for the both of us!"
I didn't know why I was so calm at this moment, to the point where I could steadily explain these knots
in my heart.
Perhaps it was because this problem had been kept hidden in my heart for so many years. Perhaps
that was why I thought it was possible for us to just separate this way.
We clearly knew of the helplessness and conflict in each other's hearts. Yet, no matter how hard we
tried, we still could not understand each other. If that was the case, what better choice did we have but
to separate?