Love beyond the mask (Whitney) novel Chapter 688

In the midst of his overwhelming grief, he seemed oblivious to everything else, consumed by regret. "If it hadn't been for what you did to my mom back then, I wouldn't have harbored such hatred for you, fueled by Elaine's manipulations.

Yes, I admit I was foolish, placing my trust in Elaine for so long.

But even in those three years of hatred, you were always on my mind.

And when you returned, transformed, surrounded by men, my feelings were torn. I tormented you even as I couldn't help but be drawn to you.

Every indulgence I showed Elaine was actually a display of my frustration from not being able to hold onto you.

Only Parker knew the truth - that I've always loved you.

Later, for the sake of a spinal surgery, I had to make a deal with Florence.

I made so many mistakes, until I finally lost you for good.

People say it's a waste to play a good hand poorly.

That must be referring to someone like me.

Ha.

Once considered a golden boy, I thought I could keep you firmly within my grasp.

I stubbornly believed that as long as I was powerful, I could control you forever.

Even if you hated me, I thought there'd be time for you to fall in love with me.

All the things I did, everything, was to be with you.

I tried so hard, so why did it end with us forever apart?

Why is fate so cruel, punishing me with the inability to love you?

I can't bear it any longer!"

His roar was uncontrollable, his handsome face twisted in torment as he gazed at her, perhaps realizing it was truly over. In a frenzy, he grabbed her cheeks and kissed her forcefully.

"Whitney, I'm suffering the consequences now. After everything on the island, it's as if fate won't allow me to have you anymore.

If this is a dream, please forgive me this one last desperate moment..."

His lips met hers, and Whitney found herself unable to escape as he held her tightly, their kiss filled with a sense of desperation.

He had lost his mind.

And she had nowhere to run.

Her eyes, wide with anger and filled with tears, refused to let this moment define her.

The humiliation on the island, she could not forgive!

But in a moment of blankness, she hesitated in her resistance,

Her thoughts drifted to the bandages on his body, piecing together his words of self-loathing, her heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that he really... was hurt?

Blinking away tears, she took the moment to check.

...There was no response from him.

Her mind went blank with shock. Clearly, he was too drunk to know what he was doing.

But under normal circumstances, a man would react, especially given his previously dominant behavior.

Could it be that he was truly... incapacitated?

That's why he was crying.

Whitney's face, pressed against his tears, felt a complex stir of emotions, recalling his drunken words about how he had always loved her, through the times with Elaine and Florence, always struggling for their relationship.

He didn't understand how things had come to this tragic end.

Nor did she.

Whitney's eyes slowly reddened, but he was right, this was all his own doing.

Including his current predicament, perhaps it was karma for how he endlessly tormented her on the island.