Chapter 188: Chapter 184

"I won’t give up, as long as you tell me that you’re not actually into Jones." Damon’s eyes were filled with defiance.

I looked at him and asked, "Damon, when you gave me the cold shoulder, did you ever think that one day you might regret it?"

I had often imagined this scenario, where Damon finally realized that I was the one who loved him the most and that he had always had feelings for me, and if I were to leave, he would be filled with regret

Now, all of this had come true, and I was still here, hearing him say that he didn’t want me to leave him.

Damon was silent for a moment, showing the humblest side of him, and said, "I never expected that I would regret it. But now that I do, I can’t stand the thought of you being with someone else."

"Damon, thank you for saying that, it’s satisfying my revenge." I sat up and leaned against the headboard, smiling at Damon, "But there are so many things to regret in this world, I won’t give you another chance. From now on, I’m Jones’s girlfriend, so please stay away; I don’t want to cause him any trouble."

Damon’s pride was already crushed under my foot, and yet I still stepped on it.

He looked at me with a strange look.

I met his gaze calmly, trying to clear my mind and make my eyes look calm.

"So you won’t care if I’m with Ariel, right?" Damon whispered.

"Yeah, I’d wish you the best." I replied. "As long as you can persuade her not to bother me. Also, this kidnapping thing, she planned it all; I won’t let that slide."

Damon let out a cold laugh, "Hah."

I didn’t know what his laugh meant, but it made me feel uneasy.

Damon didn’t continue; he just took out a palm-sized notebook from his pocket, threw it on my bed, and left.

After he left, I picked up the little, delicate notebook. It had a lock on it, but it was already open.

The pages inside the notebook were a little yellowed, showing their age.

I opened the cover, and the first page was written in my handwriting ’100 Things to Do After Marrying Damon:

There was a small heart and a smiley face underneath

I suddenly remembered that this was the notebook I bought when I first married Damon, specifically for recording our so-called sweet married life. I searched for all kinds of romantic events online and reached a total of 100. They were all listed in the notebook, which had exactly 100 pages.

Each page was titled with a different thing.

The first page was titled, "Go watch a romance movie with him, share a coke, and eat popcorn,"

The blue ink was already faded, but behind this line was black ink saying, ’Done, which was clearly recent

I was stunned and thought of the time Damon asked me to go to the movies with him. Was it because he read this notebook that I had forgotten?

Was he really planning to follow the records here and complete the 100 things one by one?

I felt a mix of emotions, unsure whether I was sad or regretful.

"Still up?" Jones’s voice suddenly broke the silence.

"No, why are you here?" I quickly put away the notebook and looked at Jones, who was walking in with surprise.

He looked tired, he probably hadn’t rested well recently. The objections from his family were a mental pressure for him,

Jones walked to my bed with a slight smile on his face, "I missed you, so I just came to check on you. Has Damon been here?"

He sat on the chair with his long, slender fingers gently crossed and spoke in a very calm voice.

I nodded, "Yeah, he came to ask if I really wanted to be with you; I’ve been asked this question several times."

"Have you decided?" Jones’s eyes were fixed on me, and I could sense a trace of unease in his gaze.

"I have, but Jones, you really need to think it through. I can’t have children, and you’ll face a lot of criticism for being with me". I think Jones was the one who had to really think it through

Jones’s smile deepened, and the unease in his eyes turned into a gentle glow," I’ve thought it through; I won’t regret it"

"In the past, my parents wanted me to take over the company and become a businessman, but I chose to be a doctor. So many years have passed, and I’ve never regretted my choices. Everything I’ve done, I’ve done willingly"

I listened to Jones speak, his voice was steady, clear, and very pleasing, just like him. He was always very charming

Maybe having a man who was determined to choose and accept me was a very happy thing, provided that there was no one else in my heart. Jones suddenly stood up and leaned over to me. His breath was very close, ’I will always stick to my choices, whether it’s for work or for you."

I admitted that my heart skipped a beat. His handsome face was right there; he was just like a movie star

I avoided his gaze, feeling guilty.

"Don’t worry, I know your decision to be with me is not because you like me but because you want to completely cut off any connection with Damon. I’ve said before that I can accept you using me, so you don’t need to feel guilty". Jones was like the smartest psychologist ever, he had a clear understanding of my state of mind.

"Let’s give it a try, maybe time will bring us closer." I said.

Jones stroked my hair very affectionately, "Yeah, sure."

Just when the atmosphere was getting a bit steamy. I suddenly remembered something, "Jones, did you tell my mom about me and Damon having dinner together when Nick invited us?"

This question was always on my mind. I’ve always had some doubts about Jones, so I might as well clear them up.

Jones seemed a bit helpless, "You don’t know that your mom added Mitch and them on WhatsApp? That idiot Mitch posted a photo, although he deleted it when he realized it was wrong, but I think your mom might have seen it."

I was dumbfounded.

Well, I guess I really misunderstood Jones, he would never do something like that.

"Alright, it’s time to sleep: it’s almost dawn" Jones looked out the window. The days in summer were long and the nights were short. It was only a little after five, and the sky was already starting to light up.

I was really sleepy and felt mentally exhausted, so I didn’t say anything and just closed my eyes to rest.

I dreamed about Damon again that night, reliving the first time I saw him. I just stared at him, and he gave me this cool, casual eyebrow raise and a glance.

Back then, I was just a girl, and he was a lively boy. In the blink of an eye, our story had been going on for over a decade. Wasn’t it crazy how time just flew by?

When I woke up, photos of me and Jones getting all cozy had spread all over the internet. Some people were fanning the flames, so it caught fire really quickly.

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