[1] The Warm Breeze is not as Warm as You

Chapter 183: You Don't Want Me Anymore?

Jennie stared at him blankly, unable to believe that such cruel words could have come from Lisa's lips.

With what feelings had she gone to his bed that night?

She just didn't want to get divorced again. She just wanted to cherish everything that she had. She didn't want to use anyone.

But to Lisa, who had had the memory of ten years later, this was a joke.

When the pain in Jennie's jaw became unbearable, his fingers suddenly loosened. His pale, stern face seemed gentle, but the coldness in his eyes was chilling.

"Don't cry. Your tears mean nothing to me."

"Lisa..." Jennie looked into his eyes, feeling as if her heart had been hollowed out, and her hand involuntarily tightened its grip against the corners of his coat.

Lisa glanced at her fingers and sneered. "You are really used to acting spoiled in front of me."

"I didn't take advantage of you. I just didn't want to make the same mistakes again. I just tried to cherish you and..."

"Cherish what?" Lisa's hands were at his side. He didn't even seem to want to touch her again. His eyes were still cold. "Cherish the life that belongs to Mrs. Manoban and save yourself from leading a vagrant life for ten years?"

He turned up the corners of his lips and gave her a chilling smile. "You already have everything you want. Your studio is thriving and has a promising future, and I just let everything between you and me return to how it was, giving your freedom back and also letting myself off the hook."

He looked at her tears, took a step back, and took his hem out of her hand.

He stepped back a few paces, until he was at a proper distance from her, looking coldly at the woman standing against the wall whose skin was paler than his. With a cold smile on his lips, he asked, "Are you afraid of losing it all again?"

Jennie looked at him, and the tears suddenly froze in her eyes, never to fall again.

She closed her eyes. "Can we talk it over?"

"Forget it, Jennie." There was a faint smile on his thin lips, but it was so cold that he looked colder than ever. "It's over between us. The marriage and relationship you think you've saved is nothing but an illusion. I don't have any interest in you at the moment, and I don't want even to bother to look at you."

"You remember everything... Lisa... Why do you have to abandon all the good memories? Why do you have to push me away? You could even risk your life to save me, but now you don't want me anymore?"

The man gave her a cold look and stared at the tears from her eyes.

Jennie had never cried before him like this, nor wept so bitterly.

He put his hands down on his sides with no intention to raise his hands to wipe her tears. As Jennie took a step forward, he drew back coldly, giving her no chance of touching him.

"That's enough. Jennie, this ten-month long joke can be over. Now that we know the distance between us, it's silly to play soulful."

Step by step, they finally came to this day. She even watched him risking his own life to save her. No matter how hurtful his words were now, Jennie still tried to keep calm and chose to believe that he wouldn't leave her so easily.

She sobbed and wiped her tears with her sleeve. "Lisa, does your body still hurt? Your head and your..."

Her hand, which had just reached for his arm, was immediately slapped away. Jennie insisted on going forward to take his hand, only to be pushed away by him, and even shoved back to the door.