When he hated me most I died Ch 13

When he hated me most I died Ch 13

Chapter 140 

A love letter from many years ago wasn’t much. It was just a youthful regret.” 

Harris, with trembling hands, resealed it, pretending he had never seen 

I am filled with regret; I wish I had burned them all before my death.” 

Why leave behind such embarrassing relics

Even in death, it hardly stirred any reaction in him, making me seem more like a clown

I walked out awkwardly and settled on the sofa.” 

Harris didn’t sleep that night either.” 

At midnight, he pushed open the door, grabbed his trench coat from that day, and walked out.” 

I had no choice but to join him for a midnight outing.” 

It was only in the car that I learned he was meeting a friend for drinks.” 

Mr. Clark

we don’t 

see you often.

ity 

As soon as he entered the private room, his friend teased him with a smile.” 

During our marriage, I disliked him frequenting such places, so I would often get angry and demand he come home

Because of this, I didn’t exactly have a great reputation among his friends

Harris said nothing, grabbed a glass of liquor, and downed it, earning a round of applause.

Mr. Clark, you rock! Isn’t your wife controlling you today?

They probably didn’t know about my death yet, so their jokes were carefree

I watched Harris quietly from the shadows.” 

He seemed unfazed as he set down his glass, even managing a smile

Why bring her up? I still haven’t made up after the fight.” 

He lied so effortlessly. I finally understood how he managed to achieve so much at such a young age.” 

He could have easily dismissed the subject with a simple She’s dead, let’s not talk about her anymore, sparing himself the subsequent teasing.” 

But he didn’t, and when friends later pressed him for details, it almost led to a heated argument

Although your wife is strict with you, her kindness is undeniable. Listen to a brother’s advice, argue at the head of the bed, but make up at the foot of it. Go home, apologize, and admit your mistake, and everything will be as before!

She won’t listen.” 

How is that possible?his friend retorted, then silenced himself upon seeing his expression

Harris said no more, and neither did his friend

my wife 

The two men drank somberly until a drunken man approached, saying, Mr. Clark, the ring your wife ordered from has been ready for a while, and we haven’t been able to contact her. I brought it to you today, please take it back with you.

A golden brocade box was placed before Harris

His blurry eyes struggled to focus, and finally, he irritably took the box and opened it. Inside was a pair of exquisite diamond rings designed with a butterfly wing pattern

I designed them myself, and to see them even after my death is a stroke of luck

We had thrown away our original wedding rings during a fight and never replaced them

After much thought, I designed these myself.” 

I didn’t expect to see them in person under these circumstances

The rings glittered under the bright lights of the bar, and I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch them, though I couldn’t feel their solid form

Mr. Clark, what’s wrong?someone asked cautiously.” 

Harris suddenly stood up and kicked the wine table fiercely as if to vent his frustration.” 

Ignoring the shouts of the crowd, he left the place.” 

When he hated me most I died

When he hated me most I died

Status: Ongoing

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