Chapter 167


    I couldn’t predict the future. But at that moment, I couldn’t remain indifferent to a man’s tears. This man


    had harbored feelings for me since high school. And I had already decided to give both him and myself


    a chance.


    Perhaps I was slightly disappointed in him, but it wasn’t to the extent of me wanting to shut him out


    completely.


    I had always been too kind–hearted.


    Matthew might have faced a genuine emergency. I chose to believe the incident was just an ident.


    Seeing how sincere he was, I would give him one more chance. Just this once!


    He couldn’t stop talking about his regrets and fears. He went on about how hurt and guilty he felt


    seeing me unconscious on the hospital bed. He didn’t seem to hear me at all.


    I didn’t continue to speak. I quietly listened to his ramblings with a smile in my eyes.


    Suddenly, he stiffened. It was as if he hade to a realization and quickly sat up to look into my eyes.


    At that moment, I saw sheer ecstasy in his red eyes.


    Tears were still lingering at the corners of his eyes. They said men seldom shed tears, yet he had cried


    for me.


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    I decided to trust him again and to give us a chance.


    “Cornkes, right? I’ll go get them right. Just wait for me a bit. I’ll be back quickly. This time, I won’t


    break my promise–definitely not.”


    Matthew, the esteemed heir of the Loxley family, wiped his face with the hem of his shirt and bounded


    to the door in a few steps like a child who had just received candy.


    Upon reaching the door, he rushed back and kissed my forehead without any warning. “I’m so happy!


    Thank you.”


    My mood slightly improved as I watched him leave the ward with a spring in his step. But yesterday’s


    incident was too perilous. Thinking about it now made me even more fearful. I couldn’t forget it


    completely.


    In recent years, I had encountered too many dangerous situations. I wondered if it was a


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    matter of bad luck? Why did I always encounter such frightening events?


    Not long after Matthew left, Colin called me.


    I answered the video call. His handsome but anxious face appeared before my eyes. “Are you still


    feverish? Does the wound hurt? That heavy rain must have scared you. Ah, it’s all my fault for being


    too far away.”


    Colin reached out, trying to touch my face on the screen. I instinctively tried to get closer


    too.


    I missed Colin.


    “Yes, I was terrified. There was no one on the street. I fell three, no, four times. My legs are bruised,


    and my favorite skirt is ruined. I was so afraid I would die there, Colin.”


    I was alone in the ward when I shared all my grievances and fears with Colin. I detailed everything as if


    I were tallying them on my fingers.


    I couldn’t bear even the slightest grievance in front of Colin. My tears flowed uncontrobly, which


    saddened him.


    “I can’t stop crying, Colin. Why do you have to be so far from me? I’m so scared without you by my


    side. You’ve made me into such a coward. I miss you so much. I don’t want to be so far from you. No


    one takes care of me here. I want to go back to Lincoln University. Can you help me with that?”


    Colin looked at me deeply with pitiful eyes. I saw him lift his right hand a few times,


    probably wanting to stroke my head. Sadly, he could only sigh and withdraw his hand as he was too far


    away.


    DIE