Lost in You novel Chapter 49

How much I want to immediately turn around and throw into his arms, and then loudly say to him, "I love you!"

But I know I am not qualified to do so.

I cruelly break his hand around my chest and say with tears, "James, don't talk silly things. I just don't love you, I just don't want to continue. It is just a game."

After that, I run forward cruelly.

Behind is the voice of James, every word makes me sad to die, "Carolina! You will regret it! You will regret it! I will not let you go!"

I run forward vigorously until he could not see me.

I can only hide aside and turn around to look at him secretly.

James still stands there motionlessly, like a statue. He seems to have lost all his soul suddenly, staring blankly at the place where I disappear.

So sad, I cover my mouth and cry quietly.

Such James makes me so painful that I couldn't breathe. A person like him is hurt by me.

The butler steps forward and talks to James, as if he is persuading him.

But he remains motionless.

I curl up on the ground crying.

"James! James. I beg you. Move on" I only whisper softly.

I watch him all the time, and he stands there for a long time before James slowly moves his body.

His body shakes, and my heart immediately tightens.

Fortunately, the housekeeper around him supports him.

He holds the butler slowly and walks into the house, as if there is nothing left.

He pushes open the door, looks back, and finally goes in disappointingly.

I hide in the shrubbery, grab the railing, and looks at him eagerly, watching his figure completely disappear in front of my eyes.

We will never see you again in the future.

I have nothing, James will be my only one.

OK, I succeed. I finally let James hate me, and I also lose him.

I get up and walk to Isabel. I stumble away, feeling that my eyes are black and I couldn't see any light.

I really have nothing left.

Crying and laughing, I think I am like a fool, but my heart is like being pierced, James's injury has been lingering in my mind.

His expression stabs me, making me feel like a bad guy. No, I'm an executioner, castrated all the good things between us.

Isabel is waiting for me, and she is very satisfies with my loss of sight.

"I tell you. You have to be like this, otherwise how could James believe you?" Isabel finally breathes a sigh of relief.

"What about my sister?" I look at her with hatred in my eyes.

Isabel says, "At rest, rest assured that she is very good, you did it so well, how dare I hurt her."

I don't want to talk to Isabel anymore, and when I talk to her, I feel vomiting, "I'm going to find my sister."

Isabel reaches out and grabs me who wants to go upstairs and says, "Wait!"

"What else do you want to do?" I glare at her, "I've done what you said. Isn't it enough? What do you want?"

Isabel pats my shoulder and says, "Don't be so nervous, I just want to tell you something."

"You promised that you will never see James again. I hope you will do it. You don't want this to happen again in a few days. I don't want to do it anymore. After all, it is tired in dealing with these things?" Isabel says. There is a warning in it, I can hear it.

I nod and say, "Since I have promised you, I will do it. I will not see James anymore, nor will I have a relationship with him again. Are you satisfied with that?"

Isabel smiles softly, as if the previous fierce person is not her, "Well. Miss Carolina is really a good sister. She is willing to let go of anything for her sister."

I glance at her and walk past her, but Isabel behind me still warns me.

"But Miss Carolina, if you eat up your words, I have various ways to deal with you."

I know she is a hard-hearted woman who can do everything.

I quickly walk up the stairs. I want to take my sister home immediately. I don't want to stay here for a moment.

The moment I open the door, my sister rushes into my arms.

"Sister, you're finally here! Oh..." My sister cries loudly in my arms, and she is really terrified today.

I look at her carefully and anxiously confirm, "Are you all right, have they tortured you after I left?"

The sister cries and shakes her head, "No, no!"

"It's good if we don't. Let's go home now. My sister takes you home." I hug my younger sister and go downstairs.

Isabel smiles when he sees us, as if she is entertaining guests from home, "I still want to keep you guys for dinner, I can cook well."