Elder Kinston's Exclusive Sweet Wife-Chapter 728 - 758: I Will Not Forgive You
"Yes." Her answer was both to him and to herself, "If you came to me today just to make this proposal, then I can answer you now, I refuse. I don’t want to marry you, and I don’t want everything to stay the same. I will live well and find someone truly worth loving, so from now on, we have nothing to do with each other."
After saying this, she unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed the car door open, and walked out, heading towards a spot faintly illuminated by a street lamp in the distance.
But after taking just a few small steps, she was suddenly pulled back by a force.
He grabbed her, pulling her back to the car, then opened the back door and pushed her directly onto the back seat.
Mabel Quinn panicked, "Kyle Kinston, what are you doing..."
He said, "You still love me, you still have me in your heart, otherwise, how could you take care of me for a day and a night when I had a fever?"
"I just couldn’t refuse Nate’s request, it’s not because I still love you," she replied, refusing to acknowledge the ripples in her heart, "If it had been someone else who was sick, and Nate asked me to help, I would have taken care of them too..."
He kissed her lips, not wanting to hear those words, which only worsened his mood. At this moment, every word she said only made him feel worse.
What he wanted to hear were absolutely not those words!
She resisted but couldn’t push him away.
"Kyle Kinston, if you want to keep me here, I can’t escape, but I won’t forgive you, not in this lifetime,"
With a slight quiver in her voice, echoing in the car, her voice was trembling with fear yet spoken with such firmness.
His body suddenly froze, her words were like a needle piercing his nerves, making it feel difficult to breathe.
"Do you hate me that much? Hate me to the point of not wanting to stay at all?" the voice squeezed out of his clenched teeth, each word spoke with difficulty, and his eyes glared at her fiercely as if trying to see through her thoughts.
"It’s not hate, it’s just not love," her eyes looked somewhat vacant at the ceiling of the car, not loving anymore, so there was no point in continuing, not loving anymore, therefore everything lost its meaning.
His face buried in her neck, body slightly hunched, her confession of not loving made him feel suddenly clueless, with a sense of discomfort coursing through his body.
The car fell silent, neither spoke, and time passed quietly until Mabel Quinn felt it had been too long.
She moved slightly but didn’t encounter any resistance from Kyle Kinston, who remained in his previous posture, head down, shoulders hunched.
And his hand, covering his chest and abdomen area, gave Mabel Quinn a jolt of surprise, realizing something was wrong.
"Kyle Kinston, what’s wrong with you?" she asked urgently, adjusting his body to rest against the back seat.
Sweat beaded on his forehead, his face looked unwell, his brow slightly furrowed, as if in discomfort.
His hand pressed below his chest, as if trying to suppress something.
Could it be his old ailment acting up again? Mabel Quinn first associated it with that, then asked, and he said, "No, it’s just my stomach feeling uncomfortable." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
Because of her words, his stomach contracted painfully, more unbearable than any previous stomach ache.
Stomach? Mabel Quinn paused, then noticed that his hand was indeed on his stomach.
