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Chapter 187

    Chapter 187


    Minnie sighed, "Before you married into the Roberts family, Master Roberts thought that since you''re


    cheerful and kind- hearted, you might eventually influence Hendrix to be more good-natured. So


    even though the two of you are now in such a bad situation, I hope you can face it together!"


    I knew that Minnie meant well. I patted her hand andforted her. "Minnie, the scariest thing about


    people is when they try to change another person. I won''t do that to Hendrix, and I can''t either. Maybe


    I''m destined to go through this. Don''t you worry! I''ll try my best to control my temper in the future. I''ll try


    to not argue with him."


    Her eyes were brimming red, and she shook her head slightly. "You youngsters must cherish the days


    you have together. When you''re old, you will look back and realize that you didn''t try your best to be


    with the people you loved. If you give up halfway through, you''ll definitely regret it. Well, it''s normal to


    have regrets in life, but it will be such a shame if it''s full of regrets."


    I nodded and didn''t know what to say. Thinking about it carefully, there wasn''t any great barrier


    between Hendrix and me.


    Most of our issues were trivial, so we couldn''t bring them to the table nor exin everything clearly


    when they came up. Over time, the issues piled up, and so did the resentments in us. And we couldn''t


    get rid of them.


    "Minnie, thank you!" She could always tell what happened between Hendrix and me. She was acting


    out of kindness when she came to say that she wanted us to live a good life.


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    Seeing that I didn''t seem to listen to her words, she exhaled a long breath. "Arianna, you are too


    stubborn!"


    I couldn''t help but chuckle, and I nodded. "Yes, Minnie. You know me the best!"


    Minnie knew that she couldn''t change my mind in such a short time, but she still tried. She continued


    the topic from earlier, "Arianna, I know you think that Mr. Roberts doesn''t love you. But all he had asked


    for when he came back yesterday was your whereabouts. He thought that you were gone because


    you''ve changed your phone number. He was nervous, and he looked for you. He even wanted to go to


    Andnd overnight just for you when he heard that you were there. You must know that he was only


    discharged from the ward, and he isn''t fully healed yet. He still needed good rest. It was Doctor


    Saunders who had prevented Mr. Roberts from going to you because he was worried about Mr.


    Roberts'' wellbeing. Then this morning, Mr. Roberts went out early just to wait for you."


    She paused, probably waiting for my response. To no avail, she heaved a sigh and added, "I know that


    Mr. Roberts really cares about you, and you''re concerned about him too. But why did neither of you put


    some effort into maintaining your rtionship?"


    "Minnie, are you cooking something downstairs?" I had to interrupt her.


    Hearing that, Minnie stopped talking and took a sniff. She then stood up in surprise. "Oh no! The


    pumpkin soup I''ve made for Mr. Roberts!"


    As she hollered, she hurriedly left the room and ran down the stairs.


    I sat on the chaise longue and stared at the chicken soup Minnie had made, letting my mind drift away.


    I wasn''t born blessed, and it was the same when it came to love.


    I only felt family affection for some years, and I didn''t know much about love either. I failed to learn how


    to love others as well.


    In those few years where Carol adopted me, she taught me to be caring and warm. I regarded it as


    love.


    Aaron was radical, stubborn, and inexorable. Iprehended him as manic.


    I considered Monique''s protection and adherence as friendship.


    As for Hendrix, he seldom treated me well in the past two years. I really didn''t dare to regard those


    speckles of kindness that he had given me as love.


    I didn''t mean to spend my entire life on something unreachable.


    I liked Hendrix. Thus, I could tolerate his fickleness and the cold shoulder he showed me. However, it


    didn''t mean that I was foolish enough to see his bare kindness as love.
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