Chapter 497
Chapter 497
Every single word Abigail uttered was filled with the contempt of a person who was superior to others—
it was her disdain toward Alba and Rudy.
She didn''t have the slightest bit of guilt even until now. The anxiety in her tone was only there because
she was afraid that May would me her.
Abigail quickly came to a pause after being harshly scolded by May, but she soon nervously asked,
"Are you ming me, May?"
May''s face was now covered in tears as she stood in front of me. She looked as though she couldn''t
make sense of Abigail''s thoughts. She soon reached out to wipe her tears, but she somehow couldn''t
control her emotions as the more tears rolled out the harder she wiped.
She choked, "So, your brother is noble, and Alba was lowly? Abigail, times have changed too much for
you to still have such thoughts. I don''t know what to say to you now, but there is no such thing as a
noble or lowly person. Alba was no worse than your brother, and your brother is no nobler than Alba!"
"May, don''t you know what a brilliant man Alfred is? As the sole heir of the Larson Family, he''s the
richest man in the world! Moreover, he is good at everything. He is exceptionally handsome, and he
loves you so much. What did Alba and Rudy have to offer? You are taking Alfred for granted, May.
Please, stop making things difficult for him. Besides, I was the one who did all this. If you want to me
someone, me me. And if scolding me is what will get you to vent, do it. I understand."
Abigail still didn''t know what she had done wrong. She was even oblivious to the sadness and irony in
May''s tone.
Right from the start, she didn''t have the slightest hint of guilt because she thought of Alba''s death as
something as insignificant as squashing an ant. Her brother was the only one whom she cared about.
Just how selfish and cruel could she be?!
I couldn''t even begin to imagine what Alba experienced in thest two minutes before his death. He
must have felt the greatest despair in the world, and yet the perpetrator was bringing this up so
nonchntly!
"You''re heartless, Abigail…"
Not getting through to Abigail or changing Abigail''s deep-rooted thoughts, May cut the meaningless call
and threw herself into my arms as she cried her heart out.
"My heart''s broken, Renee."
I could understand how broken she felt when I saw her cry. As I held my wailing friend tight, she
continued to sob, "Alba drove me away once. I knew why he was willing to go back to his family…
That''s why I didn''t mind waiting for him! I understood his circumstances! Look at me now. I ended up
waiting for nothing. Alba is dead. We even fought before he was gone. This is something that I can
never forgive myself for! The world''s a sh*t ce, Renee. I don''t mind the wait, but why is it so difficult
for us to want our own happiness? What should I do now? Should I divorce Alfred? But I promised him
that I''m his for the rest of my life unless he asks for a divorce. Also, he hasn''t done any wrong. His
sister was the one who did all this without his knowledge, but how am I supposed to put up with being
with him?"
May being so sure that Alfred was clueless about this illustrated how much trust she had in him. It was
just that everyone was in an awkward position because of what had happened.
After all, everything Abigail did was for Alfred!
"May," I replied. "Do you still want to be with Sir Larson?"
I wanted to know what she really thought.
"I do. He cherishes me… He feels like home. I don''t know if I love him, but I did promise him I''d stay
with him for life. I wouldn''t dare go back on my word."
May had grown apprehensive.
I didn''t know what I could do tofort her, so I could only watch her get sadder. After I coaxed her for
a while, she picked up her phone again to give Sir a call.
Even with her tears streaming down her face, she refused to give up even when her calls repeatedly
reached a busy tone. Fortunately, Sir epted her call atst.
"May." Sir''s gentle voice rang out from the other end of the call.
"Alfred, Abigail contacted me earlier." May tried hard to keep her tearful voice calm. She didn''t want to
let him see her being weak and sad.
Sir only asked after a brief pause, "What for?"
"She admitted that she was the one who did it. Why did you hide it from me? Did you want me to
misunderstand you, Alfred?"
Both May and I heard his soft replying from the phone then. "May, it''s true that she was the one
who did it, but her way of thinking… My parents and all the other elders pamper her because she''s the
only daughter in my family, that''s why she… she''s always been a little selfish and condescending. The
family is all that she cares about. She doesn''t care about anyone else''s life or death. I''ve always
scolded her and even distanced myself from her because of this, but she''s my sister no matter what.
As her older brother, I''m obligated to take responsibility for her wrongdoings. Also, it wouldn''t change a
thing even if I told you that she was the one who did it.
"Abigail is one of the Larsons, and your not forgiving the family naturally means that you won''t forgive
me either. I don''t want you to hate us. At the very least, you''ll still be the honorable Mrs. Larson. Just…
pretend that it was all me. Hate me."
At Alfred''s reasonable exnation, May stayed quiet for a second before suddenly asking, "Do you
think Alba was a lowly person as well, Alfred? Have you always looked down on him?"
May''s question was specific, but she wanted a sure answer.
I knew that she wanted an answer that was different from Abigail''s.
Sir fell silent upon hearing her question. Just as both of us thought he wouldn''t answer, he calmly
replied, "Yes."
The tears stopped falling from May''s eyes instantly. Alfred then continued, "May, I do not mean to look
down on anyone. Or rather, I don''t bother to have such thoughts! But if you want to ask about Alba, I
definitely have never looked up to him. H was nothing special. He had never done anything great that
shocked me, so why should I look up to him? You best believe that society is divided into sses. It is
not surprising for Abigail to have such thoughts. But May, I envied Alba very much. I envy his
willingness to sacrifice himself for you. I admire him from the bottom of my heart."
Sir softly added when May reached out to wipe her tears away. "I''m willing to sacrifice myself for you
any time as well."
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"Alfred, I''m a person from the lower ss as well. I''m also a lowly nobody. I don''t deserve you…"
"May, statuses don''t matter in love."
May choked when she heard his words. As she closed her eyes, she heard him gently reminding her,
"May, what Abigail did was wrong. I want to apologize to you as her brother. I don''t wish for you to
forgive her, but I hope you take care of yourself. Don''t get too upset."
She was sobbing so badly that she couldn''t continue the call. After she hung up, she looked at me.
"What should I do?" she cried.
Sir wasn''t the one who did something wrong, yet he was the one taking the responsibility for it.
This was a tough choice for May, but she couldn''t put it off any longer—she had to choose between
Alfred and Alba.
In a low voice, I asked her, "Whom would you choose?"