Scarlet lowered her head. Grace couldn’t see the expression on her face. She didn’t know what she was thinking about at the mont.
When Grave was about to continue, Scarlet suddenly took a deep breath and straightened her body, fixing her cold clear, beautiful eyes on the old woman sitting on the opposite of her.
"I agree."
After Scarlet said these two words out, she almost ran out of all her energy. At the mont, she looked incredibly pale.
"Really? Are you really willing to do this for ?" Grace was thrilled.
"Yes. But...what if he refused?"
"Impossible. It depends on you. If you have the heart to push him away, he would definitely leave."
Had the heart to push him away....
These words sounded so brutal for her at the mont.
"Okay."
Scarlet replied in a slight voice.
"Would you regret it?"
"No. Wait for my news. Thank you for telling everything for making realize how stupid thing I’ve done to him. Indeed, it is ti for to let him go. Thank you. I need to go now."
"I can drive you back."
"No. But, thank you."
Scarlet bowed and turned around. She didn’t dare to stay here for one more second.
At the mont she stepped out of the coffee house, she burst into tears.
Soon, Grace walked out. The driver walked to her.
"Miss Yvette cried out just now."
"Apparently, she loves my son deeply. But....I could not let her get married to my son. That would help him nothing but ruin him. Therefore, it’d better separate them now. I could not watch my son being ruined by this woman."
"So...do you still want to visit young Mr. William?"
"No. After she rejected him, he would co to us. Then he would know which one to choose between his family and love."
"Don’t you think it is so brutal for him? Apparently, Mr. William has fallen in crazy love with this woman. I am afraid that..."
"I have no other choice. Luckily, this girl is smart. She knows what to choose, saving lots of trouble. I wish she could succeed this ti. Let’s go. Don’t tell his father that I ca here."
"Yes, madam."
Grace threw an eye on the direction Scarlet disappeared. Finally, she signed. As a parent, she had to do this.
At the sa ti, Scarlet wandered on the street aimlessly. She knew how embarrassed she looked right now. She didn’t know where she was. The street was strange. The people were strange.
At the mont, the mobile phone rang. It was Jason.
Looking at the mobile phone, Scarlet didn’t know how to describe her feeling at the mont.
She didn’t answer the call.
She just left the mobile phone ringing all the ti.
Indeed, she could not hinder Jason. This man had done enough for her. If she didn’t push him away, he might really have no kid.
He might never have any kid.
She was a miserable girl. She didn’t want Jason to be as miserable as her.
Was this called love?
If so, love was really brutal. Scarlet walked through lots of streets. Finally, she arrived at the church Edie selected for her.
It was not Sunday. There were not too many people here. The church was clean and solemn. Whitewall. Gothic style. Quite elegant.
She saw the godfather and nuns. At the door was a small bookshelf. There were several brochures there.
She wore skirts. The nun at the door gave her a towel.
She entered the church. Looking at the environnt’s inside, she reminded Edie’s description of the church.
Edie told her more than one hundred weddings were being held here. Besides, every couple getting married here stays with each other for a while.
Scarlet sat down, listening to the song of the Bible. It sounded elegant and slow.
She took out her mobile phone and called Donald. "Mr. Lynch...."
Before she finished her words, Donald imdiately interrupted her, "Where are you now? You’ve driven Jason crazy. He is looking for you everywhere."
"I know. I have to deal with sothing now. I’ve co up with the the for the next quarter. But I might not be able to give you the plan now. I would submit it later."
"You don’t have to think about the job now. No one could force you. What attaches great importance is to take care of you," Donald said in a helpless voice. Obviously, he was concerned about her. Scarlet could feel it.
Scarlet thought she was such a lucky girl. Though her parents were bastards, though her life was terrible, she had lots of people around who could help her.
"Donald, thank you. I am glad to be your friend."
"Why do you say this? What’s up? These words sound....a little strange. Where are you now? Jason would pick you up imdiately."
"No. I would go back soon. Thank you," Scarlet said in a polite voice. Then she hung up the phone.
Then, she turned around. As she was about to leave, soone stopped her, "Madam, what do you want here? Do you want to listen to God or confess your experience?"
"Could I?"
"God would listen to you. He would solve everything for you," the nun smiled gently and pointed to the compartnt behind.
It was a room for confession.
Confession...
Indeed, she needed to confess.
Scarlet moved towards the compartnt. She didn’t see the godfather. She didn’t know him. The compartnt is designed to protect others’ personal information. Inside this room, she could tell everything to God.
After the door was closed, Scarlet held the fist and took several deep breaths to get rid of the depression these days. But she failed
She couldn’t say a word out.
It was so difficult.
As minutes went by, the godfather remained peaceful in front of her, waiting for her to tell him her stories.
Finally, Scarlet closed her eyes and started telling her stories.
"I failed a man."
"A man loves the most. But I could not give him what he wanted. He wants to get married. He wants to have a baby. But I could not give him anything. Today, his mother ca to and persuaded to let him go. She wanted to push him away. I know this is so brutal for him. But I have no other choice."
"He might be ruined if he insisted on staying with . My life is totally a mass, including my parents, my experience, and my life. I don’t want to ruin him. But...I don’t want to leave him."
"God, please tell what I can do now?"
The priest, on the other hand, didn’t answer the question.
She took a breath and continued, "Actually, it is my fault. I should not have given him any hope at the very beginning. Now I let him see the hope, but I have to destroy the hope in front of him. I hate myself."
"All I pray for is that he could recover as soon as possible. He could hate . But please don’t let him torture himself. I just want him to live a happy life with Kris, to have a happy life, to have his own kid. I don’t want him to make any sacrifice for . I don’t deserve it. I really don’t deserve it."
"God, if you could really hear what I say, please help . I am willing to give you the rest of my life. I am willing to go to hell after I die, as long as he could live a happy life. If my dream co true, I would definitely co here to express my appreciation."
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Dearest Lovies,
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