NovelEnglishChapter 442 I attempted to push my small suitcase and two big snack bags but couldn't. I was so irritated that I stomped and hurled the two oversized bags on the ground. The more I watched them, the angrier I got.
So, I kicked them several times to vent my anger. "Why did he buy so much junk? He must be crazy!" Colin only caused trouble for me. I could buy the snacks when I returned to my place, but he insisted on buying them for me. It was too heavy.
Winston approached with a chuckle. He helpedpick up the snacks while moving his stiff neck, which was caused by sitting too long. "Stop getting angry over the snacks. I'll send you back." Thinking of Colin's advice, I was hesitant to trouble Winston. However, my things were too heavy, and he took the initiative to help me. I usually wouldn't embarrass someone when they showedkindness. Since he wanted to sendback, I would just let him be.
We chatted till we got to the community gate. Then, I noticed two familiar people under the shade of a tree. They were Andrew and Flynn.
Honestly, I had forgotten about Flynn as I had focused on Colin in the past two days.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMore precisely, I just assumed that with his status and background, he shouldn't bother Queenie again. She had spoken clearly, and he was in the wrong. He also realized he was to blame.
Perhaps Flynn found it hard to give up his love. He probably couldn't find a way to sort through his emotions quickly.
It was difficult for everyone to end a five-year relationship. It was unfortunate that Flynn's actions were too hurtful. Regardless of his reluctance to give up, he couldn't make it up to' Queenie.
We were no longer living in ancient times. Nobody could marry two wives at the stand enjoy everyone's blessings.
I asked Winston to look after my suitcase. Then, I approached to greet them.
Andrew's eyes shone as he spottedapproaching. He peered behindand inquired, Where is Mr. White? Hasn't he returned with you? Who is that handsguy?" 1/2 Upon hearing that, Flynn looked at Winston and glanced atprobingly. He probably thought I cheated-just like what he had done.
I ignored him and asked Andrew, "Why are you here?" Before Andrew could answer, Flynn spoke first. His voice sounded low and hoarse. It was as if he was seriously ill. His skinny figure, as well as the misery and pain in his that he was sick. It was an incurable lovesickness.
Looking at his miserable expression, I felt indescribable joy as he deserved it.
"I talked with him about Queenie." eyes, indicated "Queenie has broken up with you. Her affairs have nothing to do with you. Is there anything else to talk about?" I retorted straightforwardly, exacerbating his anguish.
When Queenie loved him, he lacked self-control and did everything he wanted. When she stopped loving him, he pretended to be affectionate again. However, nobody would care about him.
Nobody would treat him as a treasure anymore.
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I remembered a sentence in a book.
It stated, "I love you, so I treat you like om a treasure and tolerate whatever you and t de, But if I don't love you anymore, you're nothing in my eyes, worse than a grain of sand under my feet." That was how Flynn was right now.
He said, "But I never agreed to break up. I love Queenie. We've been in a m relationship for five years. How could she say she no longer loves me? I don't believe it. I can't bear to let her go. I can't stop loving her in this life." He scrubbed his face vigorously, his sharp eyes full of confusion and uncertainty.
Perhaps he still couldn't believe that Queenie would leave abruptly and never look back. She used to love and treat him like a god. He thought she would never leave him no matter what he did.
He finally realized that the girl he had ignored and treated coldly held a significant place in his heart.
However, he realized it too late.
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