She Killed My Ex

Chapter 106 The Diary

Chapter 106 The Diary

The brake squealed, and the driver poked his head out and cursed, "What's wrong with you? If you want to die, you can jump into Tamdows River!"

Caroline hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Fortunately, the driver braked quickly and she only suffered minor injuries.

Antonio glared at the driver stonily. "You hit her. How dare you speak to her like that."

Antonio was fierce, and the driver was a little afraid of him. He said, "You are couple, right? You can solve problems at home. Why are you running on the road?" After saying this, he drove away.

Although Antonio had a bad attitude, he also knew it was not the driver's fault. He took a look at Caroline. She didn't suffered a serious injury, but she must bruised.

He hurriedly ran towards Caroline. "Caroline, don't move, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Stop! Don't come over!"

Caroline sat down on the ground with a calm expression.

In the torrential rain, sitting on the muddy ground, she looked up through the rain and slowly said in a hoarse voice, "Mr. Tucker, I don't need happiness. I don't need redemption. I'm leading a good life now. Please don't disturb and meddle in my life again."

When everything was immersed in darkness, that beam of light was not redemption but mistake and sin.

Antonio's expression changed. He drooped his eyes to look at the woman on the ground in the rain. The heavy rain also hit and made him get wet. He ignored her words and walked towards her.

In an excitable state, Caroline roared in her husky voice, "Don't come over!"

All she could do was preventing the man breaking into her world with practical actions.

"Mr. Tucker, do you know who I am?" In the rain, she smiled lightly, and the rain covered the pain in her eyes, but her smile was even brighter. "Mr. Tucker, are you rich? If you have many money, you are God. I only like money. If you come to Royal Club and spend money, I won't let you down."

She said, "Mr. Tucker, I will wait for you in Royal Club."

Antonio looked at the woman in the mud in shock. She struggled to her feet. In the rain, she limped off.

Her words were still echoing in his ears. "Mr. Tucker, are you rich? If you have many money, you are God. I only like money. If you come to Royal Club and spend money, I won't let you down."

Madison had told him that Caroline could do anything for money.

At that time, he was noncommittal and understood Caroline's dilemma.

However, when he showed his heart in front of her today, he never thought that she preferred money to his love.

Antonio didn't blame Caroline for loving money. Was there anyone who didn't worship money?

Nevertheless, his heart was filled with a sense of loss.

Compared with the true love that he decided to take seriously for the first time, she seemed to love vulgar money more.

Antonio stood still, and he didn't come to his senses until Caroline's back was beyond his sight. He wanted to chase after her, but she vanished entirely.

He reached out to knock on his head. "If she really loves money, she should accept him instead of pushing him out."

Holding on to him meant possessing money.

Immediately, Antonio wondered why did she refuse him. Was it because of Bentley?

Thinking it over, Antonio confirmed his conjecture. A trace of confidence appeared on his face. "Bentley, Caroline will accept me sooner or later."

Caroline hurried back to the dormitory. As soon as she entered the house, she immediately closed the door, as if there was a beast running after her.

Her clothes were worn out when she fell down just now. Fortunately, the driver braked in time and she wore clothes with long sleeves and long pants, so she were not seriously injured. Only her palm was scratched, which was no big deal.

After hastily dressing the wound on her palm, she picked up the phone and called Marissa after hesitation. "Marissa, I want to take time off today."

Marissa was surprised. She took her phone away to look at the caller on the screen and made sure it was Caroline. She asked in surprise, "Callie, what happened?"

"Nothing. I'm just a little tired and want to take a day off."

Marissa was somewhat gratified. "OK." She promised boldly. "You finally know that you need to rest. Have a good rest today. Don't worry about your work."

After saying this, she hung up the phone.

Caroline stood up and walked to the small wooden table by the bedroom window, sitting down. She slowly opened the drawer and took out a notebook from it.

After she was released from prison, she had no hobbies and spare time activities, so this notebook became her only consolation accompanying her boring life.

She hadn't kept a diary for a long time. The latest diary said: [After three years, I met him again.]

Without superfluous emotional description or something, it was just a statement sentence.

Caroline spread out the notebook, and there was a pen in it. She picked it up and wrote slowly:

[Antonio suddenly appeared, and he asked me if I would like to be his girlfriend again.

I always thought that the initial inquiry was just his whim.

I hadn't met him for a long time.

But today he appeared in front of me again and asked me the same question.

I really wanted to take it as a joke.

But Antonio asked me so seriously.

He said he was in earnest, not in jest. His eyes told me that he was not lying.

He said he will approach me and I just need to stand still. He also said he will make me happy and won't make me cry.

Nobody will refuse happiness.

For a moment, I was moved. Otherwise, I wouldn't suddenly ask him, "What do you think of me?" If I hadn't been shaken at that time, I wouldn't have asked this question. I was not moved by Antonio, but by the "happiness" he mentioned.

I wanted to see the difference between me in his eyes and me in reality.

He said I was persistent, indomitable and kindhearted. I knew it wasn't me.

I am indeed selfish. Actually I can show the most side in front of him. I can tell him directly, "No, I'm not as good as the woman you described."

I can let him see me with his own eyes. I'm humble, cowardly, incompetent, indifferent and selfish!

When I wanted to tell him the truth, I saw the sincerity in his eyes. He looked at me with persistence, seriousness, certainty and concentration.

At that moment, I had an ulterior motive. I suddenly didn't want him to know my ugly characters.

I know that I will not fall in love with him, because my heart has died long ago. Just like installed with a pacemaker, it can only beat mechanically. Without the ability to love others, how can I respond to such a sincere love?

There are few people in the world that are willing to look at me without strong bias. I'm suddenly afraid that his attitude will become the same disdain as everyone else.

He said, "If you don't try, how do you know whether happiness can appear in your world?"

I just know I will never gain happiness!

I owe Delores a life. I don't have qualifications to live in the sun and enjoy happiness.

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That's ridiculous!

I hate myself even more!

Although I have refused to admit it for many times, this is the truth.

I don't just run away because I owe Delores and dare not expect happiness. I know I am dirty. In the end, I have to utilize a dead person to escape Antonio's love.

I won't contact him. He should never appear in front of me again.

That's good.

A quiet life like a pool of stagnant water is what I need most now.

I can't stand any storm. After raising enough money and Bentley gets tired of everything, it's time for me to leave.]

Closing the notebook, Caroline stood up and pushed open the window to let the rain break into the house from time to time.

The cold rain froze to the bone. She shrank and hugged her arms, but she was unprecedentedly sober.

She was sober. She knew exactly what she was doing now.