Chapter 1254 I Don't Love You

He swore to her and asked if she was willing to join hands with him for life.

She smiled and said, "George River, I don't even love you."

At that moment, he felt a dull pain in his chest, a hot, metallic taste in his throat, and then he watched her walk away towards someone else.

He felt like he was drowning, and when he finally opened his eyes, George River was still gasping for air, as if the taste of blood lingered in his throat.

Outside the window, the night had gradually faded, giving way to the faint light of dawn.

The room was still engulfed in silence.

He sat up from the sofa, frowning, his complexion pale and his lips devoid of color.

"Hannah."

He murmured softly, his voice filled with hoarseness and pain.

That night, he had not waited for Hannah's clarifying post; the news of Hannah's pregnancy and marriage had almost become the default belief across the internet.

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