She Doesn’t Want Him Anymore
Horton residence.
….
Keira’s words didn’t surprise Lewis too much.
She had always been a free-spirited woman.
But Lewis’s chest was still clenched tightly, his mouth agape. He wanted to refuse, to say no, to ask her to wait a little longer for him, and to give him more time. He was sure he could think of a better solution.
But before he could speak, Keira stood up, her gaze fixed on him. “I don’t mean to pressure you, but I’ve thought a lot, and this might be the only way.”
Lewis clenched his jaw, squeezing his fists. “Keira, I…”
“You’ve tried your best, and you chose me. I know that.” Keira looked at him. “But you can’t really watch her die.”
Lewis frowned. “I can.”
“You can now,” Keira met his gaze. “But what about the future?”
Lewis paused.
“You’ll feel guilty about her, and this guilt will be forever buried deep in your heart, Lewis. I don’t want you to bear such pressure.”
The room’s light was very dim.
Keira couldn’t see the expression on Lewis’s face, but she was in a state of dejection, her shoulders drooping slightly.
She said, word by word, “Lewis, I know how terrible this feeling is.”
For the last twenty-two years, she had lived in guilt toward the Olsen family.
She truly believed it was her existence that prevented Taylor and Mrs. Olsen from being together, and although she finally left after more than a decade of slaving away for the Olsen family, the weight in her heart never lifted.
Every time she faced Isla, despite telling herself she wasn’t at fault, that she couldn’t choose her own birth, she still felt guilty and was unable to raise her head in Isla’s presence.
It was a helpless debt.
One couldn’t choose one’s background.
Nor could one change life or death.
Once a person died, that was it.
No matter how much one regretted, one could never make amends.
Lewis, who appeared cold and aloof, actually cared deeply for those around him.
Madeleine once saved his life, so if he just gave up on her like this, Lewis would spend the rest of his life living with guilt toward Madeleine; Keira didn’t want that for him.
Yet Lewis stepped forward, his voice trembling. “But compared to that, I can’t bear to lose you even more.”
Keira lowered her eyes, smiling. “Lewis, be sensible. You know that this is the best choice for both of us.”
“I…”
Suddenly, Keira took a step forward and hugged him tightly.
This action trapped the words in Lewis’s throat.
Keira then laughed. “Lewis, don’t be so down. I’m quite used to your domineering demeanor. Besides…”
Her voice was muffled. “This marriage was bizarre from the start. I always feel like someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes. Maybe if we get a divorce, that person behind the scenes has to show themselves?”
She said all these words quietly.
After that, she stood up straight and patted Lewis’s shoulder. “Alright, see you at the courthouse tomorrow. Don’t stand me up.”
Leaving those words behind, she turned to leave.
But her arm was tightly grasped by Lewis.
Keira didn’t look back.
She was never a coquette, but seeing Madeleine clinging to Lewis’s hand, affectionately calling him “big brother,” it was a lie to say she wasn’t jealous.
Love was inherently selfish and possessive.
For a moment, both of them were motionless.
It wasn’t clear how much time had passed when Lewis finally let go of her hand.
Only then did Keira leave.
She hurried into the room next door, her own room.
And the moment she closed the door, a tear suddenly rolled down.
One must not be too greedy.
She was accustomed to hardship from a young age, but now, she not only had Lewis but also had Jodie South as a mother…
Indeed, whatever destiny gave you, it would take something else away.
Keira got into bed and buried her head deeply into the
blanket.