Chapter 617
She even said she no longer loved him.
Words that utterly shattered his heart.
He could accept her willfulness.
He could accept her coldness.
He could even accept her refusal to marry.
But how could she so easily say she didn't love him?
He couldn't accept it.
"Vivian, don't joke like that." His voice was low, laced with suppressed pain. "You can be as angry with me as you want. But don't say you don't love me anymore. Are words like that something to be said lightly?"
He refused to believe it.
He thought she was retaliating against him, deliberately saying such things to hurt him.
Vivian Bennett looked at his stubborn disbelief and felt a chill spread through her chest.
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who jokes about this?" Her voice was calm, yet carried a finality. "Then let me tell you again. I'm not joking."
She suddenly remembered the scene at the hospital.
When she told him the baby was gone, he had also told her not to joke.
A sharp pain pierced her heart.
Losing the child was painful enough.
What hurt more was that he hadn't believed her.
He said she had fabricated the lie to provoke and retaliate against Luna Clark.
In that moment, her heart had turned completely cold.
What could be more despairing than having the person you love pour cold water over you in your moment of pain?
"I know you love me." Liam Sullivan stubbornly repeated. "You've always loved me. We went through so much to be together. How can love just disappear like that?"
He didn't understand.
He truly didn't understand what was happening.
Ever since the failed engagement, she had seemed like a different person.
Completely cold towards him.
He thought she was just angry for a while.
But now she not only didn't want to marry, she said she had no love for him.
How could he accept all this?
He loved her so much.
He had looked forward to the wedding, to a happy life, to the birth of their child.
Yet she had cruelly denied it all.
He was in agony.
He was miserable.
He couldn't comprehend it.
Vivian thought of all their past moments together, a wave of bitterness rising in her heart.
"Liam, even the deepest love can be worn away one day." Her voice was soft, but each word was clear. "I'm tired. I don't have the strength to love you anymore, and I don't want to. Whether you accept it or not, this is my decision. You can't change it."
She paused, then continued. "If you don't want the situation to become too embarrassing, cancel the wedding. The engagement is already off. Canceling a wedding won't have much impact on the Sullivan Group."
Her heart was already dead.
She wouldn't soften again.
She didn't want to say more. She pushed her bowl and chopsticks aside and stood up, preparing to return to her room.
"Stop right there."
Liam's sharp voice called out to her from behind.