Chapter 19 59 % The silence in the room was deafening . I sat on the edge of the bed our bed though now it felt more like a monument to something I had broken . Jasmine was gone , and every inch of the estate screamed with the ghost of her presence . The way she used to hum when getting ready in the morning . Her scent , faint but still clinging to the pillows . Her laughter echoing in the halls when she teased me over something stupid . Now , nothing . Just the thick weight of my guilt and the unbearable quiet . I had pushed her away . And for what ? Because I couldnt shake the fear that she would leave me like Mina did? Because I was too much of a coward to trust the one person who had stayed ? I reached for the whiskey bottle again . It was the third one in two days . I didnt care . My throat burned , but not more than the hole in my chest . I hadnt slept . I hadnt eaten . Just a cycle of drinking , hating myself , and trying to find her in every corner of this godforsaken house . I sent texts hundreds maybe . Some angry . Some pleading . Some just empty words that meant nothing because the damage was done . She didnt reply . Not once . She left , and I knew why . I suffocated her . My love turned into a cage . I thought protecting her meant owning her- but it didnt . It never did . She wasnt Mina . She never was . And that realization hit me like a truck somewhere between the silence and the fourth glass of scotch that afternoon . I dropped the phone . It slid off the table with a soft thud . I pressed my palms into my eyes and let out a scream that tore through my throat . What the hell was I doing ? Drinking wouldnt bring her back . Texting wouldnt bring her back . She needed space . She needed time . And maybe just maybe she needed to know I was willing to do better . So I stopped . Not overnight , but gradually . I started with the liquor poured the rest of the bottle down the sink and stood there watching it disappear like every moment I wasted pushing her away . Then I cleaned the house . Every room . Every hallway . Not because I expected her to return right away , but because if when she came back , I wanted it to be for her . Not for the man L Chapter 19 20 TH , 18 Apr who let his fear win . I sent flowers every day . The first time , they were returned . The second , ignored . The third , I left a note : No pressure . Just love . 4 零 59 % 日 I didnt ask her to come back . I just wanted her to know she was still everything to me . And then I showed up . Not to beg . Not to make a scene . Just to see her . She didnt open the door . But I saw the curtain move . And that was enough . I kept coming back , once a day . Sometimes I brought pastries from her favorite café . Sometimes just notes . I miss you . Im sorry . I love you . Weeks passed . And slowly , her silence shifted . One night , I found the flowers were gone not thrown out , just missing . Taken inside . The smallest shift , but I noticed . The day after that , her assistant told me she read one of my letters . That she didnt cry this time . And then the next day I saw her . Just for a second . She stepped out to get her car and our eyes met . She didnt look away . That night , I stood outside her door and whispered , I know I messed up . I know I hurt you . But I love you , Jasmine . And I will keep showing up until you believe it . I turned to leave . But her voice soft and trembling called out , Rozen … I froze . I turned around . Her eyes held the same pain mine did. But they werent angry . Not anymore . I dont know if I can trust you again , she said . I dont expect you to not right away . I stepped closer . But I will earn it . Every day . Im done running from the past . I just … I need you . Not to fill the silence . Not to prove something . Just … you . She looked at me for a long time . And then opened the door wider . I stepped inside . It wasnt a grand reconciliation . There were no fireworks . No dramatic kisses . Just her standing there , vulnerable . And me , finally willing to be the man she deserved . My Hushand is a fake Ann 19:29 Fri , 18 Apr Chapter 19 59 % The silence in the room was deafening . I sat on the edge of the bed our bed though now it felt more like a monument to something I had broken . Jasmine was gone , and every inch of the estate screamed with the ghost of her presence . The way she used to hum when getting ready in the morning . Her scent , faint but still clinging to the pillows . Her laughter echoing in the halls when she teased me over something stupid . Now , nothing . Just the thick weight of my guilt and the unbearable quiet . I had pushed her away . And for what ? Because I couldnt shake the fear that she would leave me like Mina did ? Because I was too much of a coward to trust the one person who had stayed ? I reached for the whiskey bottle again . It was the third one in two days . I didnt care . My throat burned , but not more than the hole in my chest . I hadnt slept . I hadnt eaten . Just a cycle of drinking , hating myself , and trying to find her in every corner of this godforsaken house . I sent texts hundreds maybe . Some angry . Some pleading . Some just empty words that meant nothing because the damage was done . She didnt reply . Not once . She left , and I knew why . I suffocated her . My love turned into a cage . I thought protecting her meant owning her- but it didnt . It never did . She wasnt Mina . She never was . And that realization hit me like a truck somewhere between the silence and the fourth glass of scotch that afternoon . I dropped the phone . It slid off the table with a soft thud . I pressed my palms into my eyes and let out a scream that tore through my throat . What the hell was I doing ? Drinking wouldnt bring her back . Texting wouldnt bring her back . She needed space . She needed time . And maybe just maybe she needed to know I was willing to do better . So I stopped . Not overnight , but gradually . I started with the liquor poured the rest of the bottle down the sink and stood there watching it disappear like every moment I wasted pushing her away . Then I cleaned the house . Every room . Every hallway . Not because I expected her to return right away , but because if when she came back , I wanted it to be for her . Not for the man Chapter 19 19:30 Fri , 18 Apr who let his fear win . I sent flowers every day . The first time , they were returned . The second , ignored . The third , I left a note : No pressure . Just love . I didnt ask her to come back . I just wanted her to know she was still everything to me . And then I showed up . Not to beg . Not to make a scene . Just to see her . She didnt open the door . But I saw the curtain move . And that was enough . 59 % I kept coming back , once a day . Sometimes I brought pastries from her favorite café . Sometimes just notes . I miss you . Im sorry . I love you . Weeks passed . And slowly , her silence shifted . One night , I found the flowers were gone not thrown out , just missing . Taken inside . The smallest shift , but I noticed . The day after that , her assistant told me she read one of my letters . That she didnt cry this time . And then the next day I saw her . Just for a second . She stepped out to get her car and our eyes met . She didnt look away . That night , I stood outside her door and whispered , I know I messed up . I know I hurt you . But I love you , Jasmine . And I will keep showing up until you believe it . I turned to leave . But her voice soft and trembling called out , Rozen … I froze . I turned around . Her eyes held the same pain mine did . But they werent angry . Not anymore . I dont know if I can trust you again , she said . I dont expect you to not right away . I stepped closer . But I will earn it . Every day . Im done running from the past . I just … I need you . Not to fill the silence . Not to prove something . Just … you . She looked at me for a long time . And then opened the door wider . I stepped inside . It wasnt a grand reconciliation . There were no fireworks . No dramatic kisses . Just her standing there , vulnerable . And me , finally willing to be the man she deserved . Chanter 10 213 7479 59 % 19:30 Fri , 18 Apr We talked . We cried . I told her everything the jealousy , the fear , how I saw Mina in her because I was too afraid to lose again . But Jasmine ? She wasnt Mina . She never made me feel less . She never gave up on me until I gave her a reason to . She didnt forgive me that night . But she didnt ask me to leave , either . And for the first time in weeks , I slept . Not in our bed . On her couch . But I slept knowing I had one more chance to make things right . The days after that were quiet . I didnt push . I just stayed close . Helped with her work when she let me . Cooked breakfast . Walked her to meetings . Said good morning , and said nothing when she didnt answer . Then one afternoon , she reached for my hand . I almost cried . I hated you , she whispered . I hated myself more , I replied . She looked away . But I also missed you . I pulled her gently into my arms , her head resting on my chest . Im not going anywhere this time . And I meant it . We didnt need to talk about the future . We were still healing . But for the first time , we were healing together . That night , we lay in bed . Her head on my shoulder . My hand in her hair . I want to believe you , Rozen . Then let me prove it . She tilted her head up , eyes searching mine . No more cages ? No more cages , I swore . She kissed me . Tentative . And I kissed her back like it was the first time . Like it would never be the last . Audrey's biggest regret? A one-night stand with Floyd, her secret love for eight years. Despite his arranged marriage and his family's troubles, he kept rescuing her. She thought she was just a fling,...