I sighed deeply, feeling irritated.
“Ted, didn’t Damien tell you that I overheard that day?”
“What?” He was surprised.
“You said you never liked me, and the only reason you agreed to be with me back then was so you wouldn’t burden Laurel.”
As soon as the words left my mouth, Ted’s face turned pale, and his body swayed.
In an instant, it seemed like his soul had been sucked out of him.
He finally remembered all the things that happened after that day—the strange things about me.
But back then, he was so focused on rekindling his relationship with Laurel, and all he could think about was organizing his art exhibition.
He regretted it deeply.
If only he had been more careful at that time, maybe I wouldn’t have felt so hopeless toward him.
“Alice, those... those words were... I…”
He wanted to explain something, but the words got stuck in his throat and he didn’t know how to say them.