Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right

Lindsey sniffed and lowered her head.

“Domenic, if you can’t accept this or understand, if all you want is a wife, then I…”

A wave of sadness overwhelmed her, and tears streamed down her face.

Despite her efforts to appear unaffected, her heart felt like it was being pierced by a knife as she spoke.

She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

With a hoarse voice strained by emotion, she said, “I won’t stand in your way.

You are free to leave me anytime.

”

After expressing her sentiments, Lindsey leaned gently against the wall, grappling with the ache in her heart, yet striving to maintain composure.

With a delicate effort, she lifted her gaze to meet Domenic’s, summoning a semblance of a smile.

“Domenic, I mean what I say.

I won’t press you further.

Your choice will be respected,” she assured him.

Domenic was taken aback by Lindsey’s unwavering determination.

Could it be true? Did she truly intend to end their relationship for Sumner’s sake? Was Sumner’s claim actually accurate? Had Lindsey genuinely decided to be with him?

At that moment, Domenic experienced a searing pain in his chest as though a sharp blade had pierced his heart, making it difficult for him to draw a steady breath.

His chest heaved with the weight of his emotions, and the brightness in his eyes dulled, leaving them listless.

“He saved your life, so you decide to repay him…” With a bitter smile playing on his lips, Domenic repeated this sentence several times.

Raising his head, he fixed Lindsey with a gaze filled with anguish as he questioned, “Lindsey, have you made up your mind?”

Domenic believed in repaying those who saved lives, but he never imagined it would mean sacrificing happiness to be with them.

As a result, he had never considered marrying Carole or abandoning Lindsey for Carole’s sake.

However, Lindsey’s willingness to be with Sumner to repay him for saving her life made him feel like he was being ungrateful.

Upon being questioned by Domenic, Lindsey lapsed into a contemplative silence, her head bowed.

After a pause, she nodded and softly uttered, “I’m sorry.

”

Upon hearing this, Domenic felt a wave of instability threatened to overwhelm him, his features contorting into a bitter sneer.

He understood the challenge of changing Lindsey’s mind once she had reached a decision, yet he harbored a flicker of hope that she might reconsider for his sake, which prompted his inquiry about her decision.

But Lindsey extinguished his final glimmer of hope.

With a heavy heart, Domenic retreated into his reserved and aloof demeanor, his voice barely above a whisper as he conceded, “Okay, I understand.

”

With a heavy heart, he turned on his heel and silently exited the bathroom.

While Domenic walked out, Lindsey felt a surge of panic wash over her.

In an impulse, she called out to him, “Domenic!”Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Despite Lindsey’s call, Domenic continued to walk away with measured steps, his back exuding an air of loneliness and distress.

Lindsey hastened after him.

As Domenic neared the door, Lindsey’s desperation grew, prompting her to call out again, “Domenic!”

This time, Domenic halted in his tracks, but he didn’t turn to face Lindsey.

His voice, cold and distant, cut through the air as if they were mere acquaintances.

“I understand your message.

Please, leave me be.

”

As he swung open the door, a gust of cold wind caught the corner of the bath towel draped around Lindsey’s body.

With a sharp slam, the door shut behind Domenic, leaving Lindsey shivering from the sudden chill that enveloped her.

He left her! Would he ever return?

Clutching the bath towel tightly around her, Lindsey stood motionless, lost in a haze of disbelief, until the reality of Domenic’s departure washed over her like a tidal wave.

A flood of sorrow and anguish consumed her.

With trembling limbs, she sank to the floor, her arms wrapped protectively around her trembling form.

Tears streamed down her cheeks, each droplet a painful reminder of the memories they had shared in that very room.

As Domenic walked alone through the streets, memories flooded back with vivid clarity.

The image of him and Lindsey strolling in that place flashed before his eyes.

Before Lindsey’s return home, Domenic sought solace by locking himself in the bathroom, immersing himself in a cold bath to quell the tumult within, the cold water cascading over him in a soothing embrace.

Now, his damp clothes clung to his skin, the chill of the night wind sending shivers down his spine, its icy touch seeping into his bones.

Yet, despite the biting chill that enveloped him, the physical coldness Domenic endured paled to the icy emptiness gnawing at his heart.

The intensity of his anguish only served to sharpen the clarity of his memories, each word that Lindsey had ever spoken echoing relentlessly in his mind.

“Domenic, I will protect you.

”