Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 443 - 459: You Promised That I Will Still Have You (1)

Chapter 443: Chapter 459: You Promised That I Will Still Have You (1)

"I’ve been thinking about how to live my own brilliance, but I’m different... For me, Bellshire is my hometown, I just want, I just want in my own hometown, to have a lamp, a lamp lit for me... I don’t ask for all these thousands of lamps to be lit for me, I just want one... This is my little extravagance, but you know? It’s been a long, long time since there was a lamp lit for me."

"My world is so dark, but I have no choice, I can only fight against this darkness with all my strength..."

"I always thought that as long as I gritted my teeth, I was strong enough. I felt that I had endured so many years, and there was nothing I couldn’t endure... I felt that I was afraid of nothing, that I could become an impervious Isabel Smith, even if my world was dark, it didn’t matter, as long as I could live up to my deceased parents, as long as my younger brother Elijah Smith lived well, whether I lived well or not didn’t matter at all... So, I kept telling myself that I wasn’t afraid, I wasn’t afraid of anything..."

"But, I am still so afraid... I really am scared... Without light, the fear in my heart will come out, devouring me, even if the light isn’t for me, it’s for others, even if I just watch from afar, I won’t be so afraid..."

Isabel cried with a shaky voice, her shoulders convulsing, and after a while, she continued with a choked voice: "I was brought up as a princess by my parents since I was little, but later on, I had to bear all the responsibilities..."

When Isabel said this, her tone became somewhat excited: "But do you know, I was not born to bear all these things, my dream was not to be an independent queen, but I had no choice..."

"Do you know how happy those capricious and naive women are in my eyes?"

"Because behind them, there are always people protecting their innocence, their willfulness."

"In this world, there is not a single woman who is naturally sophisticated and sensible; they are all forced by life."

"How happy it is to be a capricious woman, I deeply understand, it’s just a pity... Some women can be like that for a lifetime, while I could only be like that for a short time..."

If she could, she would really like to be her parents’ princess for a lifetime, living in such a protection shell, and having a glamorous life without enduring the misery and hardships that came later.

But she had no choice; life is not something she could choose.

Isabel thought about this and couldn’t help raising her head, slowly lifting her hand to wipe the tears on her face, and then looked at the dark space through her tearful eyes, crying inconsolably.

Percy stood at the doorstep, listening clearly to every word she had just said.

He couldn’t quite express the feeling in his heart, he just heard Isabel’s crying, lingering around his ears.

One moment after another, full of helplessness and unwillingness towards fate.

He didn’t know how much time had passed until Isabel’s crying became less sorrowful. He then slowly moved his stiff body, walked slowly to her, bent down, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her up from the ground.

Isabel had long since cried out all her strength, leaning limply in Percy’s arms, her eyes closed, sobbing from time to time. Percy stared at her tear-stained face, pain surging in his heart wave after wave. He moved his arm slightly, embraced her and held her tightly.

He wanted to comfort her, but his mind was blank, not knowing what to say. All he could do was give her a hug.