Chapter 513 You Are So Mighty
"Amelia, don't say that. I know, in the past, I did wrong, and I owe you an apology. But I didn't do it on purpose. Grace and I grew up together, and I thought I loved her, so whenever something happened, I would habitually choose her.
After you left, I realized after being with her that she was no longer the person I remembered. In the dead of night, I missed you so much. That night, I got drunk and called you dozens of times, hoping you would come to pick me up. But your phone was unreachable, no matter how many times I tried.
Whether you believe it or not, Amelia, that was the first time I experienced heartbreak. Everything in the past was my fault. I don't ask for your forgiveness, just a chance to atone. This time, I will love you properly. Didn't you want to travel? I'll book the tickets now, and we can go tomorrow, okay?"
Something in his words touched his heart, and a transparent mist appeared in Ryan's eyes, looking beautiful, but I couldn't see myself in his eyes.
He spoke emotionally, and my heart ached.
In the first year we were together, on my birthday, he asked me what I wished for. I said I wanted to travel with the one I loved and take lots of photos. When our child grew up, I would show them the photos and let them know they were the product of Ronan and Helen's love.
What did Ryan say back then?
Oh right, he didn't even show any expression. His already cold eyes seemed to mix with some irritation.
He loosened his tie and didn't respond with a single word.
At that time, I deceived myself into thinking he was just embarrassed.
Now, looking back at that scene, I realize I was the biggest fool in the world.
There was no love between us, and there would never be any children.
From beginning to end, he never loved me, nor did he ever intend to love me.
Today, he stands here tearfully professing his love for me, but it's built on the disappointment he felt after trying to be with his beloved Grace.
It's not that he loves me so much, but that he needs me, and I am more suitable to be by his side.
In other words, he wants me to give him a home, a harbor to rest in when he's hurt and in pain.
In terms of feelings, what he wants is the kind of heart-pounding and reckless love that Grace gave him.
Ryan wants to have it all, but why should he?
If he can't give me equal love, how dare he expect me to give him unwavering devotion?
Ryan's trampling on others' true feelings is destined to bring retribution.
I hear his words and sense he might be awakening.
But I have long since stopped waiting for him.
Losing me is the greatest retribution God could give him.
Seeing his pain, I feel inexplicably at ease.
"I've already traveled by myself and have no plans to travel right now. And even if I did, the person accompanying me wouldn't be you. Ryan, it's too late for us to go back. Stop saying these sentimental things and doing these useless actions. Besides disgust, you won't bring me any good feelings anymore."
Ryan's tall, thin body swayed, and the pain in his eyes was so evident.
I coldly ignored it all.
Is he in pain now? Then what about everything he put me through back then?
Finally, it's your turn to be sad, Ryan. It's quite fitting.
"Amelia, don't be like this. I really love you." He walked over, trying to hold my hand.
I avoided him and smiled coldly, "You love me, right? Then call Grace right now, in front of me, and make a clean break with her. Then I'll believe you."
Ryan's hand dropped, and he hesitated without responding.
I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
See, this is his love. Can you blame me for not believing it? He himself isn't sure, yet he wants me to believe it. How ridiculous.
"What, you can't bear to? Then why put on this act of deep affection? Who are you trying to fool? I'm no longer an audience to your great love story. Ryan, remember what you said? If you come looking for me again, you're a loser. So don't come looking for me anymore. I don't want such a big, useless loser as you. It's embarrassing."
Though it was late, it was still the entrance of National Capital University, with students coming and going, casting curious glances at our conversation.
I didn't care; anyone who wanted to watch could watch. I didn't know any of them anyway.
But Jane couldn't stand it. She was not only a student at the school but also a well-known figure on campus, recognized by many.
Because of my trivial matters, she was being pointed at and talked about, and I couldn't stand it.
After speaking, I grabbed Jane and walked away.
I thought that after saying so much, the proud Ryan would surely give up and leave.
But not only did he not leave, he even chased after us, trying to block our way.
I was really annoyed. Why did he keep bothering me?
"Amelia, don't go. Give me one more chance, just one, to love you properly."
I closed my eyes in exasperation.
"Ryan, I'll say it one last time. In this life, the next life, forever and ever, I, Amelia, even if I remain alone for several lifetimes, will never start over with you. Because you don't deserve it."
"Yeah, if you keep pestering Amelia, we'll call the police."
We tried to leave, but Ryan once again got in front of us, blocking our way.
I was so angry that I was about to kick him again when a dark figure suddenly rushed over. Ryan flew out in a parabolic arc, landing eight feet away, face first.
"Adam, you're so awesome."
Jane clapped her hands and laughed exaggeratedly. She ran over to Ryan, circling him with a mix of disdain and joy.
"You dare hit me?" Ryan clutched his aching chest and struggled to get up.
Adam dusted off his clothes and sneered, "Do I need to report to you before hitting you?"
Ryan was furious, pointing at Adam's nose, but couldn't say a word.
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