She Killed My Ex

Chapter 97 Bentley Didn't Know That He Loves Her Deeply

Chapter 97 Bentley Doesn't Know That He Loves Her Deeply

He asked her if she admited the mistake.

"What is right? What is wrong? I am right," she said.

"My heart ached deadly! How could he say that to me?" she thought.

"Mr. Shawn, you can say I'm wrong. But if you ask me, I don't know what I did wrong." She raised her chin with a proud dazzling look on her face, pulling the injured corner of her mouth. Her smile reminded him the dazzling Caroline she used to be.

She hated Winnie so deeply that she couldn't lie to herself. Caroline said to herself, "What about going crazy again? At the worst, I would be sent to the cannibal place again!"

"Let me go!" She looked up and fixed her eyes on the figure tightly. "Let me go!"

"Why does she want to leave me so badly? How can I let her go? How can I let her go and run away with Deloris?"

Bentley remembered that the woman had once called Deloris's name affectionately in her dream.

His heart was filled with anger. He looked at the woman on the bed coldly and said, "The answer is no. Things between you and me will never end unless I want to end them up!"

He thought, "She wants to leave and go to live a life of love with Deloris. Dream on her!"

Caroline could not help shivering but still raised her chin high. "Bentley! You just asked me if I admit the mistake. Now I remembered it." she said with a smile. "I was wrong!"

A look of pain ran across her eyes, and she hid the look immediately. Looking at him, she said very seriously, "I was wrong. I was totally wrong. The biggest mistake in my life is falling in love with you! I was wrong and I must correct it. I will correct it!"

The look in her eyes was so serious. He had seen the same look when she had stood in front of him and had told him again and again that she loved him.

The man stared at the woman on the bed. Her expression was as serious as that of the proud woman who once made her confession to him years ago. But now, the woman was telling him that she had done it wrong!

"Why does she have to correct it?" he thought.

A sudden stab of pain hit his heart, and a crazy emotion was about to break out of his heart!

He realized that this woman could not wait to leave him and live a happy life with Deloris!

"I won't allow you. Caroline, I said even if I didn't want something, I don't allow others to touch it." Bentley's voice was surprisingly soft, but at this moment, the soft voice sounded even more creepy.

Caroline's breathing became heavy, and she tightly clutched the quilt. Then she held her breath, her eyes widening nervously, staring at the man walking towards her step by step.

Listening to the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor, Caroline felt short of breath, an air of oppression hitting her face.

As he got closer to her, Caroline's face became paler and paler, but still keep her chin high.

On her pale face, a sickly red color slowly emerged. She tightened her grip on the quilt. No matter how she hid her emotions, she couldn't hide the fact that she was afraid of him.

The man saw her every move and every look on her face and was shocked to know that she was afraid of him!

The man realized Caroline was afraid of him. His eyes burst with rage!

He did not find that the fact that Caroline was afraid of him was more difficult for him to accept than the words that Caroline insulted Winnie!

"Whether it was three years ago or three years later, Caroline," he said coldly, standing in front of her, drooping his eyelids, and looking down at the woman on the bed. "As for the things between you and me, you don't have the final say."

In Bentley's mind, he firmly believed that Caroline could love Bentley only, and Caroline only belonged to Bentley. Everything of Caroline must belong to Bentley, and even every look in her eyes should not belong to anyone else! She belonged to no one but him!"

He was not only angry with this odious woman who had made herself aggressive and mean. What he wanted was the Caroline he met three years ago, not such a mean woman with an ugly heart!

He was also angry with this ugly and mean woman who wanted to spend the rest of her life cursing a dead woman who had died for three years!

He thought, "She wants to spend the rest of her life cursing Winnie. But the rest of her life belongs to me. How can she spend my belonging cursing a dead person?"

Both Deloris and Winnie became annoying obstacles in Bentley's eyes.

Bentley didn't know that his attitude of regarding Caroline as his own property was very abnormal, and he didn't know that he had already developed a deep affection for this woman unconsciously. If he had found it out, he would not regret it in the future!

Suddenly, he bent down, stretched out his arm, and took her into his arms. He pressed his thin lips to her ear, breathing on her little ear.

He thought, "She wants to be free. She wants to leave me. Don't ever think about it." A shadow of a sneer touched his mouth, and he said coldly, "I've thrown away my thing, but no one can touch it. Caroline, you want happiness and freedom. Stop dreaming! Do murderers deserve happiness?"

"This damned woman wants to live a happy life with Deloris. Dream on her!"

Bentley clearly felt that the woman who was locked in his arms was stiff, and a vague pain rose from his heart. Soon, he suppressed the feeling. She made him unhappy, and she made him feel depressed.

The pupils of Caroline's eyes suddenly contracted, and every breath was burning her.

She opened her mouth to say that she was not a murderer, and she hadn't killed Winnie.

But the next second, she swallowed her words. She thought, "No, I'm a murderer. I harmed a life. Bentley was right. I am a murderer. Do murderers deserve freedom and happiness? Delores lost a life for me. I can never make it up."

Her face went colorless, and her pale lips were slightly blue. She shivered and said, "Mr. Shawn, you're right. People like me have no right to expect freedom. As for happiness, it was too much to hope for." NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Bentley's words were like a stab in Caroline's heart.

Caroline admitted it, which was a second stab in her heart!

Her stiff body became weak all of a sudden. She leaned on his shoulder, letting herself be held in Bentley's arms.

She said silently, "Bentley, you won again." Caroline slowly closed her eyes, hiding her pain.

"Don't spend the rest of your life cursing Winnie. You do not own the rest of your life," the man said softly. "The rest of your life belongs to me. It has no nothing to do with others." He added in his heart.

But he didn't know that he had already hurt her deeply.

She lifted the corner of her lips. "Yes, Mr. Shawn, you're always right." She wanted to struggle and resent Winnie. He saw her shouting heart-wrenchingly but coldly told her that she did not own the rest of her life. His cruel words blocked all her hatred and resentment in her heart.

"So I have no right to complain and hate?" She asked herself.

Today, she summoned up her courage to struggle. In the end, she was too tired to struggle.

She said in her heart, "Bentley, I give up. I've stopped struggling. I'm too tired to make any more efforts to get rid of this."

A self-destructive thought came to her mind. She thought, "I won't struggle anymore. I'll just wait until he gets tired of all this and doesn't even want to look at me. He would throw me away. At that time, I can escape quietly."

"Caroline, don't curse Winnie anymore. She is dead, but you are still alive. Because of a dead person, you made yourself mean and tart. How sad that is," Bentley said.

"A dead person is not worth it for this woman to become mean and tart!" he thought.

Caroline was stunned. She seemed to detect a hint of concern for her in his words. "But how could it be possible?" she thought.

Her left face was numb with pain, but her heart had sunk into the bottom of the sea.

The next second, Caroline was lifted. Before she knew the situation, she subconsciously put her arms around the man's neck.

Feeling the arms around his neck, Bentley smiled faintly, walking out of the ward with Caroline in his arms. "Leave here," he said.

The man held the woman and walked all the way to the elevator.

"I can walk myself," Caroline said, struggling to get down.

But Bentley held her tightly. "Be good."

Caroline, however, unconsciously trembled on hearing the two gentle words. A look of fear ran across her eyes and she did not dare to move again.

Bentley put Caroline in his car, leaning down to buckle her seat belt. "I'll take you back to your dorm."

Along the way, Caroline's nerves were constantly on edge. She was afraid of the man indeed.