Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 247 - 259: Unintentional Care and Concern (8)

Chapter 247: Chapter 259: Unintentional Care and Concern (8)

And then, you and I just naturally came together.

But now... I watch myself, just like six years ago, losing to you once again.

However, this time, I am willing to do so wholeheartedly.

Past scenes, like a fast-paced movie, swiftly flashed through Percy Stanton’s mind. He stared into her eyes, and once again, helplessly opened his mouth to speak, "Isabel, do you know, these six years, how much I’ve missed you?"

Isabel Smith stared at Percy’s captivating gaze, her brows slowly furrowing, and after contemplating deep inside her heart for most of the day, she finally spoke with a hint of confusion, "Six years ago? Did I know you six years ago?"

He had made everything so clear, yet she actually responded with this question?

Percy’s eyes suddenly became a bit dim, and he silently pursed his lips. In his beautiful eyes, anger and loss flickered, but soon, they returned to calmness.

Facing Percy like this, Isabel felt a slight tremble deep inside her heart. She tried hard to recall everything, but she found that year contained too many overwhelming and unacceptably painful memories. She even deliberately wanted to forget those memories, so her recollections from that time were truly chaotic. In the end, Isabel Smith could not connect Percy with anyone in her memory.

She smiled apologetically at Percy and said, "My memory isn’t particularly good, so maybe I’ve forgotten you."

Percy did not respond, but just looked at her with a pair of black eyes that seemed to absorb everything.

Percy lowered his eyelids, covering the sadness at the bottom of his eyes, and gently said, "Isabel, have you really forgotten?"

Isabel swallowed her saliva, not saying a word.

Percy, however, lowered his eyes and slowly smiled, his lips curving up.

His smile looked incredibly beautiful yet sorrowful, causing Isabel’s heart to ache at the sight of it.

"But it doesn’t matter, Isabel. Even if you’ve forgotten, it doesn’t matter. We won’t look back at the past, but focus on the present and the future, Isabel..."

Saying this, Percy suddenly looked up, his eyes fixed on Isabel’s.

His usually calm eyes now possessed deep and intense colors, swirling with strong affection, like the calm before a storm, brewing immense waves.

"I don’t want to regret or miss out again... I want you to see the real me..." Percy’s voice, which had always been faint, became suppressed and distorted due to the explosion of feelings from the six years he had been waiting in the shadows. Even his chest rose and fell heavily, his tone seemingly choked.

Isabel stared at Percy in this state, as if she had guessed what he was about to say next.

A strange feeling emerged from the depths of her heart, and the memories of her reunion with Percy flared up in her mind.

The first time he saw her, his eyes were filled with an eerie gaze, as he pressed her against his office desk, devouring her mercilessly...

He had arranged for her to live in this apartment, as his neighbor...

His mysterious actions toward her, time and time again...

The anger he displayed when she went to find Henry Maxwell...

The Red Flower Oil, carpet, sound control lamp, and tea set he had sent her...

His cruelty towards the Smith Family, leaving no stone unturned...

At Elijah Smith’s birthday banquet, his rescue and refusal to let her drink wine, giving her hot milk instead...

And today...

The more Isabel thought about it, the more shocked she felt.

All this time, she had been immersed in the situation, not realizing that upon careful reflection, everything was not as simple as she had thought.

"Isabel Smith, so many people have tried to poach me, and I have always been indifferent, but only you can shake me. Do you know why?"