Chapter 17 Compared to Isabel , who was gradually adapting to her new life abroad , Benjamin back home was sinking into utter despair . He spent his days drinking , curled up in the apartment that had once been their marital home , surrounded by piles of empty bottles . He replayed memories of his past with Isabel over and over again . From the first time they met in college , when her flustered , evasive eyes could not hide her affection , to the moment he finally embraced her after so many hardships , feeling as if he had gained the whole world . From the wedding , when his hands trembled as he put the ring on her finger , to her nestling in his arms , whispering about the future with both hope and anxiety .... Every sweet memory now turned into sharp blades , cutting him to pieces . " If I had gone to find Isabel as soon as I regained my memory ... If I hadn't pretended to have amnesia and deceived Isabel ... " " If I had saved Isabel at that moment , instead of turning to save Gianna ... " " If I hadn't gone through with that damn wedding ... " Benjamin mechanically poured alcohol into his mouth , the burning sensation scorching his throat , but it could not suppress the agony in his chest . In the past , even if Isabel just furrowed her brow , he would worry endlessly . Why had he lost his mind during this time , ignoring and hurting Isabel again and again ? He knew better than anyone how much pain and sorrow Isabel would feel ! Gianna was right - he was the true culprit who had hurt Isabel ! Through his drunken haze , he seemed to see Isabel standing not far away , wearing the white dress from when they first met , smiling at him gently . He lunged toward her , but crashed heavily onto the cold floor , clutching nothing but empty air . " Isabel ! Don't go ! Please come back ! Don't leave me ! I can't live without you ! " He screamed into the empty room , his voice broken and ragged . His gaze swept over the mess of bottles scattered across the floor , and a wild idea suddenly took hold of him . 0.0 % 12:47 208 Vouchers He grabbed an empty bottle from the ground and smashed it hard against the floor , the glass shattering into pieces . He picked up the sharpest shard , stared blankly at the blue veins on his wrist , and , in a frenzy , slashed down hard . Blood spurted out instantly . " Isabel , I shouldn't have forced you to give Gianna a blood transfusion . I'm punishing myself for you now . Please , come back to me . If you are willing to forgive me , I'll do anything you ask ! " He muttered to himself , his lips twisting into a smile uglier than crying . " I'll repay everything I owe you ... Is that alright ? " He slashed his wrist again and again , as if hurting himself could earn Isabel's forgiveness , as if she would return to his side . Gradually , the bright red blood stained the floor beneath him . " Will you ... forgive me ... if I do this ? " He laughed foolishly , his consciousness fading with the loss of blood , until he finally sank into endless darkness . 67.9 % Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!