The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 678 - 697: Either Love or Death

Louis Cox didn’t want to think about it any longer.

Having lived for so many years, he held onto his principles for so many years, then one night of drunkenness, and everything utterly fell apart.

"Get out!" Louis Cox looked at Ari Murphy and shouted in a low voice.

"Louis!" Ari Murphy’s voice carried a clear note of persuasion.

"Get out!" Louis Cox swung everything off the cabinet beside him with a crash.

Ari Murphy sighed, closed the door, and left.

Louis Cox took a deep breath, his breath unsteady, and said in a low voice with restraint, "And her, take her away, don’t let me see her."

The woman bit her lip and looked at him with her big, almond-shaped eyes, pitifully.

"Get out!" Louis Cox shouted fiercely.

The woman immediately started to cry, scrambling to pull on her dress awkwardly before exiting the room.

Watching her leave, Louis Cox leaned powerlessly against the cabinet.

After a while, as if going mad, he tore the crumpled bed quilt and threw it onto the floor.

...

Thinking of her, Louis Cox suddenly felt immeasurable agony and distress.

He wanted to see her, wanted to hold her, wanted to tell her that he didn’t do it on purpose, that he was still the man who loved her wholeheartedly.

There was never any betrayal.

Louis Cox lifted his head and took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and left the room with large strides.

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When Camden River woke up, the sky was already bright.

It was eleven in the morning.

The sunlight shone brightly, streaming through the tan curtains, bathing the room in a warm glow.

The sound of water came from the bathroom, where Windsor Myres was showering.

He had a splitting headache.

His body also ached somewhere, though he couldn’t figure out where. But it truly hurt, ached in all sorts of ways, as if everywhere hurt.

But mainly, his heart ached.

Windsor Myres was someone who could easily bring him pain; this feeling seemed never-ending.

Every time they were stable and sweet, this painful feeling would be buried and covered up. But each time something went wrong, he teetered on the brink of losing control. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

And now, he was truly... completely out of control.

Camden River lay flat on the bed, feeling both guilty and slightly regretful.

He thought Windsor Myres was truly ruthless.

Having been together for more than half a year, he, though smart and perceptive, already quite understood Windsor Myres.

Of course, Windsor Myres understood him too.

She knew him well; how could she not know that some barriers he was destined to never get past, like that final line of defense?

He had gotten drunk last night.

Even though he sobered up later, the alcohol still governed and influenced his emotions and brain.

Moreover, he loved her.

He knew deeply and clearly that he loved Windsor Myres. In that situation, it was an inevitability, like a fire ready to ignite with just a spark.

So how clever Windsor Myres was, granting him permission meant leaving no retreat for either of them.

In this life, he could only be entangled with her.

Camden River’s throat felt a bit tight, and he even choked up.

He thought of Mia Ginger.

Or rather, it wasn’t Mia Ginger, but the image of a future wife he had held in his heart from the beginning.

She should have been a girl with both good character and academics, sharing many common topics with him, should have been gentle yet independent, should have been kind and discerning, and most importantly, should have maintained her purity, clean and wholesome.