Chapter 10%
Maybe trying would be okay.
In the end, I was the one who brought up the engagement. I didn’t pressure him, I just said, “If you still mind everything, I won’t force you to marry me. We can just stay friends …“}
Charles’s eyes turned red and before I could finish speaking, he hugged me like an impulsive teenager. His steady voice choked with emotion, “Celine, do you know how long I’ve been waiting for you to say that?“>
He whispered, “I don’t care about your past. I just hope for a future with you. Please give me a chance, let me take care of you, okay?“}
I thought, it’s time I looked forward. So I nodded.
But I didn’t expect that on the day of our engagement banquet, Arsen showed up.
His once neat short hair had grown wild and unkempt like weeds. The clothes he wore were tattered and emitted a strong, foul stench.
He stared at the engagement photo on the welcome board, grinning foolishly and murmuring, “That’s my wife … my wife …“>
People walking past caught a whiff of the smell on him and backed away in disgust.”
Just then, someone suddenly shrieked, “Ugh, that homeless guy is so gross! He actually pooped in his pants, get him out of here!“}
Hearing the commotion outside the venue, I instinctively turned my head and saw the security guards storming over with batons, angrily scolding the dazed and filthy Arsen.
I looked like he got hurt from the beating, his eyes turned red with tears, but he stubbornly didn’t make a sound.”
Just like the first time we met, when a guest deliberately made things hard for him and poured boiling tea on him.”
He was the same then, clenching his teeth, enduring in silence, never uttering a single complaint.
Back then, I would’ve stepped up to defend him. But now, I quietly looked away and pretended not to see.
Maybe if I had been this indifferent back then, things would’ve turned out differently. But who knows.
(The End)
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