Not Even Worth Regretting
Not Even Worth Regretting
What a burrkill<i>. </i>
In an instant, it felt like her sweet dream shattered–like thick clouds suddenly swallowed the sun.
Seeing James still holding Lily in his arms, John’s brow tightened. He strole up, clearly trying to snatch her back into his armis.
“Get lost.”
James shot him a disgusted re, not budging an inch.
Lily didn’t even bother pretending to be polite. Her voice was cold as <b>ice</b>. “John, do you not understand humannguage? I honestly, seriously can’t stand you. Just looking at you makes me sick. What happened tonight–the police will deal with it. Can you stop showing up <b>just </b>to disgust mei
“Lily, I know I let you down again tonight.”
John nced at his own right hand–the one that had gripped her throat–and guilt surged through his eyes like a flood. “Back upstairs, when I saw Elsa bleeding, I just assumed it was you who hurt her. That’s why I lost it… hurt you… I regret it so much. You once sold your own blood just to raise money for my surgery. No matter how painful or humiliating the job, you did it. You even worked <b>as </b><b>a </b>human punching bag for rich people just to make fast cash. You broke three ribs for me. You were so good <b>to </b>me, and I was such an idiot–I kept Tetting you down. You gave me so much… I can’t believe you’d suddenly stop loving me. Lily, I’m begging you, just give me onest chance. Come home with me, please?”
Hearing him bring up the past, Lily paused for a moment.
Maybe it <b>was </b>because the Ginger family had hurt her so deeply. She’d been isted, desperate for warmth. So when John reached out a hand to help her during the bullying, she fell for him–hard and fast.
She <b>hadn’t </b>even known what kind of person he truly was,
Back then, she was unbelievably stupid.
She didn’t want to dwell on how pathetic she used to be. Her voice was cold <b>and </b>firm. “John<b>, </b>believe it or not, I really don’t love you anymore.”
“That’s impossible! If you didn’t love me, then what did everything you did for me mean? Breaking three ribs for me–what was <b>that</b>?”
His voice pushed her to relive her own foolishness, and it made her sick.
She cut him off sharply. “It means I was blind! I wasted four years being blind–I’m not going to waste the rest of my life that way. Honestly, the more I think about all the stupid things I did for you, the more I regret it. Just because you helped me that one time when I was being bullied, I threw myself into loving you before I even figured <b>out </b>whether you were a person or a dog. Back then, I was such a fool. Loving you was the dumbest thing I’ve ever done, <b>and </b>I refuse to be that dumb again. John, let me make it perfectly clear if I could go back in time, on that snowy night four years ago, I wouldn’t have saved you. If I <b>had </b>to do something that night-
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I’d <b>have </b>shoved you straight into that river and sent you on your way
<b>“</b><b>What </b>did you just say?”
<b>John’s </b>pupils contracted sharply.
She regretted saving him?
She actually said she wished she’d let him die?
The <b>shock </b>and pain mmed <b>into </b>him all at once, leaving him too stunned to even keep fighting for her.
By the time he snapped out of it, James had already ced her in the car.
Ashton stepped on the gas. The ck luxury vehicle sped off into the night, disappearing like a shadow swallowed by darkness.
And just like that, Lily was gone.
That thought twisted a knife into his heart.
It felt like she might disappear from his life forever.
The pain in his chest grew unbearable. He didn’t even have the courage to chase after her. He could only clutch his chest, his ores rimmed <b>red</b>, bending over slowly–his heart shredded into pieces all over again.
Later that night, he got in his car and drove.
No destination. No purpose.
Just a hollow shell of a man, wandering through the noise of the city like a puppet without strings.
When Lily used to live in their shared home, he always tried toe back every night.
No matter how busy or exhausted he was, the thought ofing home to her smile made all the stress melt <b>away</b>.
Back then, he loved going home.
He looked forward <b>to </b>it.
But now… with Lily gone, that ce didn’t feel like home anymore.
He didn’t <b>know </b>how long he drove.
When his phone rang, he picked it up immediately, hoping it was Lily.
It wasn’t.
<b>It </b>was Qi An, one of his drinking buddies.
His eyes dimmed with disappointment.
Of course it wasn’t her. She’d already blocked his number.
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Why would she call him!
Still, the ache in his chest didn’t let up. And when Qi An invited him out for drinks, he agreed.
People always said alcohol could numb the pain.
Maybe if he got drunk enough, his heart would stop hurting.
The private room at the club was filled with toasts, fakeughter, meaningless small talk.
Everyone just wanted something from him.
It was boring.
Even the alcohol tasted like ash.
He realized getting drunk wouldn’t bring relief. It wouldn’t help him forget Lily.
It only made him miss her more.