Chapter 447 I Have Always Loved You
"No, Mr. Wellington, I love Patrick, I love him very much."
"But given my current mental and physical state, I am no longer fit to be his wife and the mistress of the Wellington family. I don't even know how much longer I can stay with him."
"He deserves to be with a beautiful, outstanding woman who can take care of him and the children, and who can help advance his career."
"But I can't do any of that. I don't want to be a burden to him. So, it's better to let him forget about me early on, and I can leave with a bit more peace of mind."
Byron finished recounting everything, his eyes red with emotion.
Patrick stood there dumbfounded, his eyes vacant, his heart pounding heavily in his chest, almost shattering his bones.
"No, it can't be, how could it be like this? How could it?" Patrick mumbled, his lips trembling, even the muscles in his cheeks twitching slightly.
Seeing Patrick in a state of shock and disarray, Byron immediately thought of Edward.
In every way, he felt Edward was far more promising than Patrick. But in one aspect, they were the same.
They would never give up until the very end, never admit how wrong and foolish their actions were!
"Amanda always asked me to keep this matter a secret from you. She wanted to leave quietly, not wanting you or Edward to have any lingering feelings for her."
Byron shook his head regretfully, "I was confused and selfish at the time. I didn't consider her feelings. I only thought that as long as Edward stayed in the Wellington family, I wouldn't care about your affairs anymore."
"But I didn't expect you to fall for Tiffany and bring her into the Wellington family! I truly regret it!"
"If Amanda hadn't been so cold to me, if she hadn't despised me so much, how could I have?"
Even now, in Patrick's heart, Amanda held a higher place than Tiffany.
Even if Tiffany hadn't done so many heinous things, Amanda's place in his heart could never be replaced.
But he never admitted his mistakes, never conceded.
He couldn't bear Amanda's indifference, couldn't bear that her heart wasn't with him.
So, at that time, Tiffany took advantage of the situation, and that deceitful, malicious woman took Amanda's place!
"Tyler, bring out the things Amanda left with me back then and give them to him," Byron sighed heavily.
"Yes, Mr. Wellington."
Tyler took a wooden box from his briefcase and handed it to Patrick, "Mr. Patrick Wellington, these are the personal belongings of the former Mrs. Wellington."
"She gave them to Mr. Byron Wellington before she decided to leave. She said it was a pity to throw them away, but keeping them would be heartbreaking. So, they are returned to you. Inside are the tokens of love you once gave her, like rings."
Patrick stared blankly at the box, his fingers trembling and curling into his palms, but he didn't dare to take it.
"The past is gone, and you have replaced the old with the new. I don't think there's any need for you to see these things again."
Byron's eyes darkened, "But now, I think I should give these to you. Otherwise, you'll never see who you truly love in your heart, and you'll never see how foolish you are now!"
Patrick took the box, his throat tight, unable to speak.
After he left the office, Byron held his head, feeling as if all his strength had been drained, completely exhausted.
"Mr. Wellington, I have a question." Tyler paused, then gently asked, "This box, Ms. Robinson wanted you to dispose of it back then. Why did you keep it instead of getting rid of it?"
"Because I was waiting, waiting for the day Patrick would see Tiffany's ugly true colors."
"But Mr. Patrick Wellington still has a heart to protect Tiffany. It seems he hasn't really let her go."
"No, he's just protecting his pride and face. Patrick is my son. If I don't understand him, who does?"
Byron leaned back, closing his eyes to rest, "Now, he may be just one step away from giving up on Tiffany. At this moment, awakening his feelings for his old love might just push him over the edge."
"The impact of someone who has passed away is often stronger than that of someone still living. It will make him realize his mistakes and regret deeply."
The luxury car drove towards Riverside Villa.
Patrick clutched the wooden box tightly the entire way, taking a long time to build up the courage to open it.
The box was divided into two layers.
The first layer contained neatly arranged velvet pouches. Each time he opened one, Patrick felt a sharp pain in his heart.
The ring was the one he gave her when he proposed. The diamond seemed small now, but thirty years ago, it would have made many women envious.
The bracelet was a birthday gift he had carefully chosen for her.
Back then, he remembered her birthday, their anniversaries, and every holiday lovers would celebrate.
Now, he didn't even want to remember the day she died.
Patrick took a deep breath and opened the second layer.
It was a stack of old, yellowed photographs.
He picked them up with trembling hands, flipping through them, his eyes instantly red, ears buzzing, and tears blurring his vision.
He remembered that Amanda loved photography, always carrying a small camera, taking pictures while walking around Riverside Villa.
At the time, he didn't know what she was photographing, but now he understood.
The main subject of Amanda's photos was always him.
On the back of the photos, she had written her deep, unspoken feelings for him, restrained, gentle, and full of deep affection.
"I don't know when it started, but I have become someone who can't be separated from you. Maybe this is what the Bible means when it says a woman is a man's rib."
"Patrick, I hope my humble background, my unbearable past, and my clumsy love haven't troubled you."
"I know my love is insignificant in your bright and brilliant life. But Patrick, this is all I can give you."
"I love you very much."
Patrick crumpled the photo, tears silently streaming down his cheeks, soaking the delicate words.
"Why? Why did you never tell me these things?"
"Amanda, did you know, I have always loved you too."
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