Cannot Bear To Let Go Of My Rich Wife
Chapter 488 - 504: So It’s Him (9)

Chapter 488: Chapter 504: So It’s Him (9)

With Isabel’s words, crystal clear teardrops fell one by one, relentlessly striking Percy Stanton’s heart.

Her voice wavered, "There are so many women in this world, so many good women... more beautiful than me, smarter than me, more capable than me. Why can’t you love them and treat them well? Why do you have to be good to me?"

As Isabel spoke, she started crying. She would rather Percy turn and leave without looking back, becoming strangers. She would rather beg Terrence Wood’s wife herself, not wanting Percy to step in and solve her problems.

His persistence would soften her heart...

Isabel lowered her head, as her tears fell heavier and heavier.

Percy raised his hand and gently cupped her face, wiping away her tears, whispering tender words of love, "It’s because everything I want is within you."

My everything is you.

"No matter how many women there are in the world, or how good they are, it has nothing to do with me."

"In my eyes, I can only see you."

"With you, my world is full of stardust, without you, my world is dull and colorless."

"So, even if loving you is a mistake, I am willing to let it be."

"Because, I don’t know, who else could I have in this life?" Percy’s languid demeanor belied the trembling words revealing his heart, "I don’t know, in this life, who else could I love if not you?"

"So, Isabel, it’s alright if you don’t love me. Let me stay by your side, whether it’s to bring disaster or walk the path of no return... as long as you’re with me, even if the end of the world comes the next second, it will suffice."

"Isabel...from today on, loving you is my own affair."

From today on, loving you has nothing to do with you. You can choose not to love me or accept me. But...my love for you is a willing and regret-free matter of my own heart.

Isabel couldn’t help but sob, and with tears streaming down her face, she lifted her hand and covered her mouth, mumbling incoherently, asking over and over again, "Why?"

Percy didn’t speak anymore.

More precisely, he didn’t know how to answer her question.

He had given up, not on her, but on himself.

Since he couldn’t love anyone else in this life, why not love her wholeheartedly till the end?

By doing so, perhaps he would feel a little better.

A wave of warmth filled Percy’s eyes as he lifted his hand to gently wipe away her unstoppable tears. In the end, with a seemingly casual attitude, he concealed the loneliness in his heart with a light sigh, "Isabel, don’t cry... I’m actually quite selfish, doing this just to make myself feel a little better."

Isabel cried harder, gasping for breath.

With no choice, Percy sat up and embraced her, soothing her with a gentle touch and comforting words.

However, Isabel didn’t pay any attention to Percy’s words, focusing intently on her own crying.

She couldn’t tell whether it was Percy’s words that moved her, or whether it was the baggage of the past years. In the end, it seemed as though all her tears had been shed, as she cried with all her might.

Eventually, like a child, she lifted her hands and began hitting Percy’s chest.

Muttering under her breath, she said, "Percy, you know how much I hate this!"

Since he had already given up so much for her, why did he have to tell her?