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After the miscarriage from the car accident, I was overwhelmed with grief and lost my appetite.
To console me, Nolan organized an extravagant proposal ceremony.
Three days before the wedding, I went to pick him up from his bachelor party.
Unexpectedly, I overheard the conversation between him and his friends:
"Nolan, you deliberately sent someone to cause that car accident, just to get the fetal blood to save Delia's life? Didn't you consider what would happen if Melody found out? That was your child!"
"You're willing to sacrifice everything for Delia, even yourself?"
"It's just one child. As long as Delia can survive, I'd be willing to sacrifice a hundred children! As for Melody, she won't find out. She still thinks I'm in love with her."
Tears fell as my whole body froze.
So it turns out, our child was killed by his own hands.
Even the wedding I'd been looking forward to for five years was an elaborately planned deception.
If that's how it is, I'll agree to the arranged marriage my family wants.
This wedding, I'm giving it back to you!

Love is Hard to Express, Emotions Wound Deeply

"I know I was wrong, terribly wrong. If you're willing to give me a chance to make amends, I can leave everything behind here. We can go away together, to a place where the Carlisle family can't find us, and start over."


"As long as we're together, eventually we can—"


I didn't let him finish, prying his words apart.


"Isn't this what you came after me to hear? Now I'm telling you, I won't go with you, and I won't be with you again."


His gaze was filled with heartbreak and hurt.


"I can explain about Delia. Please, give me a chance. I truly know I was wrong."


My voice was so emotionless it was impossible to detect any feeling.


"Wrong? What can that change? Can it bring back my child?"


"We're both adults now. Some things don't need to be spelled out so clearly."


"It's better to stay a little confused and just go on like this."


Chapter 11