Please My Darling, Marry Me Again
Chapter 9: Cry No More
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The noodle shop had a new owner, the old boss was a bald man, now its replaced by a young couple.
The new owners looked warm and friendly, but I still want the old owner back.
The taste of the food was also different, innovated a lot.
I didn’t eat much, neither did Tristan.
When it was time to pay, the young couple called us and said: “Can I ask, is the food not tasty? I see you all didn’t eat much.”
I waved my hand, “No, it’s just…”
It’s just that I like the old one.
Food is like that, people are like that too.
Once it’s changed, we can’t turn it back.
We walked side by side, and the fireworks in the sky had started again. I looked at Tristan’s face and thought that those who were loved had special privileges.
“Let’s make a wish while watching the fireworks.”
I stood still, sniffed my nose and looked at him, “Hurry up.”
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Tristan bent down and leaned close to my cheek, looking straight into my eyes carnestly and said, “If the heavens can hear me, I wish I can go back in time.”
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I pulled up the corner of my mouth and said to him, “The heavens have heard you, and said to you: Wishes that are said out loud don’t come true.”
The heavens cannot hear it, because I have already wished it a thousand times.
There is no clock that can go backwards, and the past is in the past.
The atmosphere today was nice, so I decided to say what I kept in my heart all these years, “Katie’s baby, I didn’t push her.”
The corners of Tristan’s mouth dropped.
“I was pissed that you tried to make her my assistant, but I would never hurt her baby. Her method to frame me was so stupid, yet you believed her.”
But as I said those words, it only made me mad.
“God, you’re blind and stupid.”
I slammed the door shut in his face, again.
Soon I couldn’t get out of bed anymore, and the doctor asked if I wanted surgery. He said most likely I’ll die from surgery or there
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could be a chance I live a few months extra.
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Okay, fine. The doctor didn’t say that, but that’s what he meant.
I said no, but Tristan said yes.
I mocked him, “What you say doesn’t count. You’re no longer my husband! HA!”
He started crying again, and I didn’t want to see it.
“It’s over, Tristan.”
He couldn’t make any decisions for me, nobody in this world can make decisions for me anymore.
I have never allowed Tristan to come in, he has been sleeping on the chair outside for a long time, and Maddie has been trying to convince me to let him stay.
I was shocked, “You’re supposed to be on my side!”
Maddie smiled and said, “Yes, but you secretly cover him with a blanket at night.”
She caught me. Damn it.
I still didn’t let him in, I told Maddie, “This is the only thing I insist on.”
If there is one thing I insisted on, it was going to be this.
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Tristan couldn’t come in, so he started sending flowers to me.
I like white roses the most, and he orders a big bouquet for me every day.
I played with the flowers for a while and laughed with Joyce, “Take this flower when you visit my grave, it’s very fitting.”
Joyce paused, but she finally agreed.
The next day, Tristan changed the flowers to pink roses, I thought so, as expected, Joyce is the spy for the enemy!
But I didn’t say anything, I liked pink roses too.
I couldn’t sleep well in the middle of the night, I could always see a blurred figure sitting at the bed.
I thought, could it be that I’m so weak, or is it my deceased family members coming to pick me up?
Until the person held my hand and said, “Abby, I’m sorry.”
Oh, it’s Tristan.
Tristan’s tears were hot as it fell on my cold hands, how could such a cold hearted person have such hot tears?
I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.
Yelling at him extorted too much energy so I just slept.
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He kept coming to my bedside and speaking all sorts of things in the middle of the night.
“Abby, do you not want me anymore?”
Of course, duh.
“Abby, you have gotten so thin.”
Yeah dipshit, I have cancer.
“Abby, will you forgive me? I’ll come home everyday from now own, tell you I love you, just like before.”
My nose felt sour and I opened my eyes to look at him. “Tristan, don’t push it.”
He was silent.
“Abby, I’m sorry.”
“What did you do wrong? You just got tired of me and wanted to find someone new. You felt a bit annoyed when the person who was always by your side suddenly wasn’t there, and then guilty when you found out she was going to die soon.”
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“No… I’m not like that!” Whether he was 18 or 28, Tristan’s tears fell in the same way, with a downturned mouth and tears pattering down.
“Tristan, you haven’t loved me for a long time. Don’t say such self–deceiving words.”
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go
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I struggled to sit up and said, “Even if I get better right away and home with you, you’ll soon get tired of me again. You just like the feeling of something new. If we live together for five or ten years, you’ll forget all this and there will be one young girl after another coming to you.”
“I won’t…” His voice was too soft for me to hear.
“You’ll bring them to me again and ask if I want a divorce. You won’t change Tristan.
“Abby…”
I interrupted him, “It’s okay, it really is. I’m just worried that you wouldn’t see your own heart. How could you… how could you mistake guilt for love?”
Tristan covered his face and cried like a little abandoned
puppy.
He held my waist, and his tears soaked my clothes. He kept saying, “I love you, I love you, Abby, I love you…”
“Liar.”
I’ve seen what love looks like, so how could I be deceived?
I won’t cry for Tristan anymore, not even a single tear.
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