Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Even though I completely ignored Kenneth, he still came to the hospital every day to sit with me. My dad tried to kick him out, my mom scolded him, but nothing worked. He seemed determined to wait me out, no matter how long it took. On the day I was discharged, I finally spoke up. "Kenneth, I said it at the wedding-if you walk away, we're done. I think I made myself clear. There's no need for you to keep clinging to me." He froze in the middle of peeling an apple, and a few drops of blood splattered onto the floor. Panicked, he set the knife aside, looking at me helplessly. I had to ask the nurse to bring some iodine to treat his wound. He choked back his emotions, then asked carefully, "You still care about me, don't you?" I sighed. For someone so proud, he'd never been this cautious before. "Maybe there's still a trace of feeling left for you, but I know I'll get over it." "Why?" His eyes were filled with despair. "Why do you keep pushing me away, no matter how hard I try?" I gave a bitter smile, my voice calm. "You knew Nicole was coming back to the States before our wedding, but you chose to keep it from me. "The night before the wedding, I saw your regretful post on Instagram. I waited for you to be honest with me, but all I got was your betrayal at the ceremony." Kenneth clenched his fists, the veins on his forearms standing out. "Kenneth, people fall out of love. I'm not that difficult. If you'd just told me the truth, why couldn't we have parted on good terms? "But you chose the most humiliating way possible." My body was weak; after saying all that, sweat trickled down my back. His face was ghostly pale. He unconsciously stepped back. "When I said we were over, it wasn't out of spite. I meant it. I thought it through, "I'll accept the gallery you want to give me as compensation, but after that, there's no reason for us to stay in touch." 0.0 % 12:03 Chapter 6 "No." He hung his head, not even dating to meet my eyes. "Please, don't. "There's nothing wrong with our relationship. Since being with you, I've never done anything to betray you. The whole thing with Nikki-I just didn't handle it well. Give me some time, I promise I'll make things right." He didn't wait for my response-he just turned and fled the hospital room. After that day, Kenneth stopped trying to contact me. Work was already hectic with major projects, and the fallout from our fight still needed sorting out. After we went our separate ways, the Crawford family pulled out of the partnership. All that mess should keep him busy for a while. Once I was out of the hospital, I asked my dad to let me work at one of our overseas branches for experience. I also started running the gallery Kenneth had given me. Every Friday morning. I'd stroll through the gallery in the Oltrarno district in Italy, then head to the branch office for work around noon. At some point, I noticed that every Friday, a huge bouquet would arrive at the gallery for me. "Ms. Crawford, this week's flowers are white roses! It's been six months now, not a single week missed. The person sending them is so romantic." The staff would gush as they arranged the flowers in a vase, but I just smiled and murmured to myself, "I'm allergic to expired romance." 58.5% 12:03 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!