Chapter 220:
I expected him to at least be frightened, but instead, he laughed.
“Do you think you’ll get rid of all your resentment by cutting me a few times?”
Herbert stopped smiling.
“Yes!”
I answered firmly.
I didn’t plan to kill him, but I was consumed with anger and fear right now. I couldn’t care about anything else.
The next moment, he walked toward me, opened his suit, and said, “In that case, go ahead. Cut me a few times.”
His words stunned me.
I looked at his exposed chest beneath the suit, and my hand holding the knife trembled.
How could I actually cut him? I just wanted to scare him, to warn him not to force me.
I never intended to really hurt him.
After a long silence, he laughed again. His laughter sent a shiver down my spine.
He reached out and grabbed my wrist, the one holding the knife.
“You don’t want to cut me at all. Stop lying to yourself,” he said.
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“Who said I wouldn’t dare?”
I was still stubborn.
Herbert took the knife from my hand, and I couldn’t help but frown. Why was I so useless? I didn’t have any weapons. If he forced me, I wouldn’t be able to fight back.
Herbert placed the fruit knife back in the kitchen. I sank into the sofa, dejected, and my mood began to break down.
When he returned, I couldn’t hold back my tears anymore. I complained through my sobs, “Herbert, what do you want from me? You said you wanted to get married, and I agreed. Then you said you wanted a divorce, and I agreed again. Now that we’re divorced, why are you still bothering me? Don’t you have Caroline? Do you want two women at the same time?”
Herbert remained silent. He didn’t try to explain anything. The only sound in the room was my crying. After an unknown amount of time, he knelt in front of me, gently wiping my tears with a delicate handkerchief.
His movements were so tender that I cried even harder. What I couldn’t stand the most was his gentleness and consideration. I wouldn’t yield to his overbearing power, but when he was gentle with me, I became soft-hearted and couldn’t control my feelings. In the end, I was always the one who got hurt.
This time, I wouldn’t let what happened in the past repeat itself.
So, the next moment, I pushed his hand away, stood up, and said, “Herbert, I have nothing to do with you. Please leave now.”
Herbert stared at me. This time, there was no anger in his eyes. Instead, they were filled with affection, as deep as the ocean.
