Irma is dead?
Irma is ACTUALLY dead?
He was completely frozen in place, and it took him a long time to recover.
NOOOOOO! Irma CAN’t die!
She is his puppet and his plaything. Without Frederic’s permission, he would not let her die!
“Fred…” Una in a white wedding dress suddenly chased out, took Frederic’s hand, looked at him pleadingly, and said, “Let’s go back, it will be our wedding soon…”
But before she finished talking, he pushed her away like crazy and turned to the police station.
“FREDERIC, what exactly do you want to do? Our wedding is around the corner!!! WHERE are you going? Do you want to RUIN our wedding that we have carefully prepared????!” Una roared behind him.
But at that moment, all the disguise and morality meant nothing compared with Irma’s life. He only knew that he would not allow Irma to die. He would NEVER let Irma die!
He didn’t even realize that his became anxious and scared…
He thought that he hated Irma, he thought he could be that ruthless to kill her. But he panicked when he heard about Irma’s death.
For the first time in forever, he realized that this woman had already craved such a deep mark in his heart.
Every bit of the past five years rushed into his mind like a movie.
At that moment, he knew that he remembered everything about Irma and himself.
But when he arrived, what he saw was Irma’s cold body.
At the moment, Irma had been hit by the car accident beyond recognition, but she was still wearing the ring belonging to them.
Seeing the wedding ring, Frederic’s heart hurt terribly.
He desperately took the wedding ring off, and confirmed that it was indeed their wedding ring. The unrecognized body in front of him was indeed Irma.
He smiled bitterly and pinched the wedding ring in his hand.
The ring was originally in a pair. But after the wedding, he rushed the one that belonged to him directly into the toilet in front of Irma.
He was punishing Irma. He wanted to tell her that she was not worthy of being his wife—Mrs. Fred!!
He will never forget the desperate and painful expression of Irma at that time.
Now it seemed that this pair of wedding rings turned out to be the only connection between them.
Frederic hugged the unrecognizable corpse, and the hot tears flowed out. Irma, I should have hated you, but why is my heart as uncomfortable as being cut by a knife at this moment?
For the next three days, Frederic shut himself in the room, staring at the blood-stained wedding ring in a daze.
On the fourth day, Una pushed open the door of the room and came in, crying in his arms, “Fred, what the hell are you thinking? Didn’t you say that you hate her? Now she’s dead, you SHOULD be happy… how could you…”
Frederic snorted coldly without lifting his eyelids.
Una placed his hand on her lower abdomen and wiped her tears and said, “Fred, I know it’s a lot to take in. It’s okay, you will get this through. And it will be our wedding in half a month, you said you would give me and our children a home.”
Wedding?
Frederic was startled, and suddenly felt very tired.
Sensing the hesitation on Frederic’s face, Una said sharply, “Frederic, don’t you forget the RESENTMENT between you and Irma! Even if Irma is not dead, you are doomed not to be with her! WE are the match made in HEAVEN!”