Remarriage Failed Again Today Chapter 90: His Mind is Full of Her

Leona Grant braced his arms on the railing, his face expressionless as he gazed at the dazzling, neon-lit cityscape of Lynton across the water. Inside, however, he was so agitated he felt like he might explode.

’He didn’t even know what was wrong with him. It was like he was obsessed, his mind constantly occupied with thoughts of Annabelle Linton.’

’He was always wondering how her injuries were, what exactly had been going on with her lately, whether she really wanted to divorce him... Her... Ugh.’

’In short, she was all he could think about...’

He had been the one taking care of her these past few days, so he knew the full extent of her injuries. But whenever he rembered that he was the one who’d inflicted them, he was once again at a loss for words.

Ever since she changed, he found himself drawn to her at every mont. This was especially true after he learned what she had endured for him—how she had nearly died several tis. The knowledge only made him more frustrated.

Today, she’d told him she wouldn’t dwell on the past anymore, but only because she no longer cared.

Leona Grant was unbearably frustrated, yet he couldn’t find any way to vent.

’Annabelle Linton, what in the world have you done to !’

Leona Grant took a harsh drag from his cigarette. Suddenly, his gaze landed on a couple not far away.

A young man grabbed a young woman’s arm, his face a mask of desperation. "Raine, I know I was wrong. Please forgive , okay? Let’s start over. From now on, I’ll only ever love you. I’ll never leave you or abandon you again. I’ll marry you. Please don’t leave , alright?"

The young woman’s expression was icy. "There’s no going back for us. From now on, if we see each other, let’s just act like strangers. Is there anything else?"

"Raine, I know I was wrong. I really do. I’m begging you, please don’t be like this with , okay?"

The young man was so distraught he started to cry. "I’m sorry. I know I’ve done so many terrible things, and I know I hurt you. I’m not making any excuses for myself. I’m just begging you to give one chance. Just one, that’s all I ask. I can’t live without you. I can’t lose you. Don’t go. Please stay, okay?"

"Don’t go?" The young woman’s voice was laced with nonchalance. "Caleb Collins, if I’m not mistaken, this is the fifteenth ti you’ve given this speech, isn’t it? You can’t forget ? Maybe if you cheat a few more tis, you will. The only reason I agreed to see you today was so you’d stop bothering for good. Don’t co looking for again. I don’t love you anymore. Besides, I have a husband now. So do whatever you want, just leave out of it. Got it?"

The young man’s expression crumbled. He pulled the woman into a desperate hug. "Please don’t lie to like this, okay? I know I was wrong. Co back. Co back to , please? Have you forgotten everything we had? We grew up together! You said you would only ever be my bride! You loved so much, you said you couldn’t live without ! Why are you doing this to now?

I know I wronged you before! I swear—I swear I’ll spend the rest of my life making it up to you! Please, just forgive , okay?"

The young woman struggled desperately, but he only held on tighter. After a mont, she stopped fighting and said flatly, "I’m going to tell you this one last ti. I’m married. I have a husband. Believe it or not."

"You’re lying! You’re lying to ! You said you would only ever marry ! You said you couldn’t leave ! Why? Why are you saying these things to hurt ?! Raine, please don’t do this. I’m begging you. I’m begging you, don’t go, please?"

Just as the young man finished speaking, a fist flew toward his face, knocking him to the ground.

Another tall, imposing man wrapped a possessive arm around the young woman. He looked down coldly at the man on the ground and said, "Sir, you’d better watch yourself. My wife isn’t soone just anyone can put their hands on. If there’s a next ti, I’ll break your arm."