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Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO

Chapter 1148 - 600: Extra: Che, Forgive Me for No Longer Calling You "Brother" (2)
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Chapter 1148: Chapter 600: Extra: Che, Forgive Me for No Longer Calling You "Brother" (2)

He gazed at the letter with a piercing intensity.

Alice Robinson’s handwriting in Chinese was graceful―

Che:

I’m very sorry that in this letter I didn’t call you ’brother’ again, because addressing you that way has been my most cherished dream.

First of all, congratulations. I know when you read this letter, it must be when you have returned home healthy... I’m very happy because the heavens have finally favored you.

You have never had a truly happy time in your life, and I hope that in the days to come, the heavens can give you more compensation.

I’m sorry I wasn’t there to watch you wake up, because I really couldn’t face the awakened you. For me, to see you escape the grip of death has been the greatest comfort of my life.

Tonight I will fold one thousand origami cranes, praying that you can get through this ordeal.

Che, I don’t know if my leaving mattered to you, but I still want to explain...

Actually, do you know that day at the beach, when I forced you to say those three words, "I love you," that at that moment, I wasn’t truly confident that you had such feelings for me? I didn’t even expect you to really have such feelings. All I thought about then was wanting to stay by your side no matter what... because I couldn’t bear to see you endure the pain alone without someone to care for you.

I know that for my safety, you would certainly do as I asked, because you have always cherished me so much...

So, on the beach, with my persistence, I finally heard you say those three words to me.

People are just like this, always living in greed...

I got the opportunity to be by your side as I wished, but my greed followed. I actually hoped those three words you said would reflect your true hidden feelings, ones suppressed because of your condition, for fear of destroying my future.

In the hospital, our tenderness, at home, the countless touching words you spoke to me, filled my heart with emotion...

I wishfully hoped everything I received before my eyes was real. I even fantasized about breaking the sibling taboo, hoping we could have a good ending in the future...

But, in the end, I was naive...

When I discovered in the study that notebook you left behind, and accidentally saw the significant date you inscribed deeply on the side of the book, I was utterly disappointed, my heart wrenched with pain. I chased after you, searching around the world for you...

I don’t know whether it was my luck or fate’s cruelty to me, but at XX Restaurant, I found you...

You had booked the entire restaurant, sitting by the window, quietly sipping red wine, patiently waiting for someone.

I knew the person you were waiting for was Becca because that day was the anniversary of your first meeting with Becca...

Those days, Becca was in France attending a business event with Howard Geoffrey, so that day, you must have arranged to meet Becca...

There was a gift box in front of you. Although I didn’t know what it held, I knew it must be a very meaningful gift you intended to give her.

Unfortunately, Becca didn’t show up that day. Sitting alone, your face was filled with disappointment, something even someone as adept at hiding emotions as you couldn’t conceal...

I watched you drink one glass after another to drown your sorrows. My heart ached for you, yet even more, I felt heartbroken and ridiculous for myself...

I had long known you hadn’t let go of her, and nobody could replace her position in your heart, but I foolishly hoped it was just my own sentimentality. Because those three words you said, "I love you," felt so real, and your affection for me was so sincere, but ultimately, reality proved that I was indeed living in my own fantasy...

That "I love you" that I will never forget in this life, was just a bubble in deep love, easily bursting...

That day you came back late, without any smell of alcohol. I must admit, you are a natural actor, even if feeling so bad inside, you could still smile at me...

That day, I hesitated about whether to go with you to T City. In the end, reason prevailed over my emotions.

Whether you love me is not the most important thing. The most important is, I want you to be well, I want you to be safe for life, so I must stay by your side.

Maybe you don’t lack people to take care of you, as you have Keith Antony, but I feel I am surely the one who cares for you the most in the world. Only when I see you well every day can I be at ease.

Eventually, I came with you to T City...

I had long sworn to myself that in T City, I would no longer mind you still loving someone else. I want to create the most beautiful memories with you in these final days.

I fantasize about being your wife, attempting to do everything a wife should do for her husband...

Every day, watching you eat the terrible meals I made with such relish, I felt immense satisfaction, as if we were genuinely a loving couple.

In this period, what impressed me the most was when you took me to the sunflower field...

That day I told you, I had dreamt of this place, and in the dream, you were there too... but do you know, actually, in that dream, it wasn’t just you, but also what you said to me. You looked at me affectionately and tenderly said, "wife, I love you..."

I dared not tell you what you said to me in the dream because I feared you would laugh at me in your heart, because you will never say such words to me in this life...

No matter what, that day was my happiest day, leaning on your shoulder watching the sunset, such a beautiful feeling, unforgettable in this life.

There’s so much more I want to say to you, but unfortunately, the letter paper is too small, only now realizing I’ve already babbled so much...

I want to say one last thing, Che...

Actually, after you saved me at the beach, you could have explained clearly that you didn’t love me. Although I would have been very hurt at that time, at least you wouldn’t have to endure accommodating me every day in this charade...

I know you didn’t want to hurt me because you care deeply for me. After all, I am your sister, the only person in this world you can truly call family, not to mention I gave birth to Rachel for you. No matter what, you owe me...

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