I’m happy with Clara now, so why do you have to do this?
Oliver, could you have a little mercy on Clara and me? Even if we are not by your side, can you still find some happiness?
Although we each have our own families, our hearts still worry about you.
Clara doesn’t dare to come see you, but she calls me almost every day to ask about you.
I always tell her that you are doing well, very well.
But are you really okay? How long must I keep lying?
Can you truly, gradually become better, become happier?
Can we smooth over the pain we caused you in another way, hmm?"
Seeing Faye Townsend’s pleading look, Oliver Turner finally let down all his defenses.
At least there are still people in this world who sincerely care for him.
With a face full of sorrow, he reached out to embrace her.
Faye nestled in his arms, unable to stop the tears from flowing.
All these years, he gave her warmth and care.
Yet, when he needed her, she never provided companionship or protection.
This time, with the way he turned out, she bears much of the responsibility.
It was her who dismantled and ruined the beauty around him, leaving his soul with no solace.
"I secretly went to see her; she is living well now."
Oliver Turner’s voice was a little shaky, and Faye knew his repressed emotions had reached their peak.
This was probably the most vulnerable time in his life.
"Actually, I’m quite happy inside.
Clara really suffered while being with me.
But I just... just can’t let go.
I cherished Clara so much, and suddenly she became someone else’s..."
Faye sighed, "I’m sorry."
"Don’t apologize; I knew you did it for Clara’s benefit.
You wanted her to be happy, and I have no right to blame you.
But I just couldn’t help but channel my anger towards you.
Seeing her happy, I’m quite content.
But, the two women I care about the most ultimately left me, my heart..."
"We haven’t left you; we still care about you as before.
It’s just... our roles have changed a little bit.
But that doesn’t affect our feelings for you.
Oliver, do you remember that you once said you regret falling into the trap I set in the elevator?"
Oliver Turner remained silent; that was just an emotional outburst.
"But I’ve never regretted it.
Even though many people said you were trouble I couldn’t afford, I never regretted it.
Knowing you in this lifetime is truly my good fortune.
I’ll never forget that in the darkest time of my life, you were the one who reached out to help me.
You pulled me back from hell to the realm of the living.
I’ll never forget your kindness.
Oliver, I don’t love you, but that doesn’t mean I don’t like you.
I like you very much, so from now on, you must be well, okay?"
Oliver Turner held her tightly, his last line of defense completely shattered.
"I’m a fool, always realizing my regret only after losing something.
It was before, and it’s still now.
I thought the whole world had abandoned me; how lucky I am that you said these things to me today.
Faye, are we still friends?"
"Of course, we will always be friends, forever."
Faye wrapped her arms around his waist.
When they were ambiguous before, they never had such intimate gestures.
Now they can open up to each other.
Faye felt an indescribable touch in her heart at the moment.
She was happy for herself, for Oliver Turner, and for their relationship that no longer needs confusion.
Oliver Turner came to terms with it; if he couldn’t get one no matter how hard he tried, and couldn’t give the other happiness,
This confused life over these days led him to reflect a lot.
Before tonight, he had always been resentful, resenting himself for crazily pursuing Faye back then,
resenting that he hadn’t been forceful enough to keep her, so even if she were unwilling, she would have stayed by his side,
resenting himself for failing to protect Clara, letting her become a stranger’s bride under such circumstances.
But at this moment, those negative emotions he previously held seem to have disappeared.
He should be grateful, very grateful, at least the two women he loves have found their happiness.
Faye quietly stayed with Oliver Turner for a long time.
It was only when her phone rang that Oliver Turner released her.