Chapter 695 Hated Her to the Core
Ava wiped the tears from her face, pulled away from him, and said, "William, staying in this marriage might also cause you pain. Are you sure you won't regret it?"
William took her hand and gently caressed her fingers. "I won't regret it. Being with you is my greatest happiness. I'll treat you well, and your child too."
Ava closed her eyes in agony and nodded reluctantly. "Alright, I promise you, I won't divorce you."
After saying that, she opened her eyes again. "But William, if one day you regain your memory and want to divorce me, just tell me, you can change your mind."
To William, her words were particularly harsh. She was really cruel, always wanting to divorce him.
He had given so much for her, yet she wasn't willing to give him even a bit of love.
All he longed for was that she had, even for a moment, considered him her real husband.
Even if she was unwilling to share a bed with him, at least a kiss wouldn't be too much to ask for, right? But she wasn't even willing to give him that.
"Okay, I understand," William said seriously, "Ava, if one day I want to divorce you, I will tell you. But until then, never mentioned divorce to me. You will always be my wife."
Ava nodded. "Okay, William, I promise."
William held her tightly in his arms, as if afraid she would run away, wishing he could embed her into his body.
"Ava, from now on, my life is yours. I'll do anything you ask," he said.
Ava silently leaned against his chest, not making a sound. "Things have come to this point, there's no turning back."
She couldn't get back together with Alexander. Even if Alexander were still alive, he would surely hate her.
Even if Alexander didn't hate her, it would be impossible for them to be together.
William had given so much for her. If she divorced William, it would inevitably hurt him.
If this marriage could bring William happiness, then let it continue. She didn't want to hurt anyone else.
Anyway, even if she divorced William, she wouldn't marry anyone else.
Thinking about it, it was really ridiculous.
In this world, someone always had to get hurt.
If she didn't want to hurt others, she could only hurt herself.
If she didn't want others to suffer, she could only let herself suffer.
Ava was hospitalized, and the surgery was scheduled for the day after tomorrow.
At night, Ava tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
She turned her head to see William sound asleep on the nearby sofa, guarding her without leaving her side.
Ava sighed softly, took out her phone, and called Alexander again, but the call couldn't go through.
She touched the corner of her eye, unable to stop the tears that were welling up.
Alexander, where was he now? Was he dead or alive?
Ava curled up under the covers, worried that William would hear her crying.
She wiped away her tears and found Mia's phone number, sending a text message.
Ava: [Mom, I'm having surgery the day after tomorrow. Otherwise, my baby will be in danger. I don't know it it'll be smooth. If you know where Alexander is, could you please tell me before my surgery? I'm really worried about him.]
After sending the text, Ava turned her phone to silent mode and curled up, sobbing.
After waiting for several minutes, the phone screen suddenly lit up.
Mia was calling her.
Ava's heart leaped with joy. She was about to answer but then remembered William was still on the sofa. Answering the call would surely wake him up. So, Ava carefully got out of bed, took her phone to the doorway of the ward, and answered, "Hello, Mom."
