Female Novel
Chapter 479
He stiffened his body, and I pushed him away. I stretched my clothes over myself with a poker face in
an attempt to cover what I could.
"Are you serious?" He asked. His dark, oppressive gaze fell on me.
I pursed my lips and nodded. I looked into his dark eyes and replied, "Both of us should calm down.
Maybe we've always been wrong for each other. We might be a good match in Grandpa's eyes, but not
in the way that we thought we would be. Maybe my feelings for you were not love, but admiration. And
for you, it might just be accumulated regret over leaving me behind for so long."
There was no love between the two of us. What we had were fragmented feelings that we desperately
tried to piece together.
He opened his mouth to speak, and the grimness on his face was like a dark cloud that had been
building up. "Not love!"
These words sounded as if he had screamed it for himself to hear. In the days that followed, I kept
thinking about how there were so many people in the world. How many couples stayed together out ofnovelbin
a sense of responsibility, and how did those couples who supposedly loved each other spend the rest
of their lives?
Love faded with beauty. Perhaps, there was no love in this world at all. It was nothing but a gimmick to
comfort oneself.
He forced me into a corner, with a ruthless sneer on his face. "Tell me, what is love? What is your so-
called love? With every word you speak, you bring up divorce, like it's something casual. Do you think I
deserve to be ruined by you after spoiling and protecting you?"
I lowered my gaze, and my legs felt weak beneath me. I slipped down the cold wall and fell to the
ground with my arms around my legs. "The one you love, spoil and protect is lying in the hospital."
"What?" he scoffed. "You're hell- bent on holding on to the past, aren't you? Do you want me to kill
Andrea? Is that what it means to love? Arianna, how vile are you to deal with things in such extremist
manner?"
I pursed my lips, stared at the tip of my toes, and raised my head. "Are you only getting to know me
now?"
He was so furious that he ended up laughing. "What about you? Aren't you holding on to a dead
person? You even disregarded your life to chase after a lookalike in the streets. What does this mean?"
I calmed down and looked at him blandly. "Since we can't get over our own hurdles, then let's get a
divorce. I don't want anything from the Roberts family. I'll transfer the Advancer Tech that Grandpa
gave me to you. You don't need to give me the house or car. After all, we don't have any children and
since we think this is a mistake, then let's divorce. It's still not too late to start over."
"F*ck off with your 'not too late'!" Hendrix pushed off a lamp on the table as he raged on. "What do you
mean 'not too late'? You're the only one who can't let go. What else can't I give up?"
I was exhausted, feeling like I couldn't get out of this pit no matter how I tried.
Hendrix's temper seemed to have reached its limit. I couldn't differentiate which sentence was said out
of spite or the truth.
I pushed him away and got up by supporting myself against the wall. I added lightly, "I'll move out and
live somewhere else. When we've calmed down, we'll talk about the divorce."
He pressed himself on me again. His thin lips pressed against the corner of my mouth and stayed
there. His voice was restrained as he asked, "Have you ever loved me?"
I pursed my lips and felt a heavy blow on my chest. It hurt so much that I couldn't breathe. "Does it
matter?"
"Yes!" He kissed me with suppressed emotions. "After we get a divorce, will we not stand a chance with
each other again?"
With pursed lips, I forced the word out of my mouth. "No!" No one in the world would get together after
getting a divorce. We divorced as we didn't love each other, so naturally, we would not love each other
again in the future either.
"Hmph!" He scorned. "Why should I agree to divorce if that's the case?"
He bit down on my lips coldly, and his eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty frost. "It doesn't matter if you
don't love me. I'll give you time. You'll definitely come to love me one day. You'd better forget about
Irvin. Even if he's still alive, I won't give you the chance to be with him. Arianna, you can only be mine!"
He grabbed his clothes and quickly put them on. Then, he gave me a cold look and yelled, "Be good
and stay here!"
Watching him slam the door and leave, I felt a buzz in my head. Didn't we get off to a good start? How
did it end up like this?