Leland Burns was an extremely twisted person. He ignored her screams and her pained expression.
“The most important thing? You are the most important to me. I never had you, so how could I fear losing you? As for pain, who knows, I might die after saying goodbye today. What do I have to fear?” Leland Burns gently wiped away the tears from the corner of Winifred Dawson’s eyes. “I gave you a chance. It was you who didn’t cherish it.”
He had just asked Winifred Dawson to swear, even if it meant lying, but she refused.
Winifred Dawson trembled all over, her toes curled in pain, her body stretched to its limit, enduring unbearable agony.
“Research shows that when people fall in love, their bodies release various love hormones, including phenylethylamine, which can make one feel euphoric and eager to be with the other person. This hormone peaks between six months and four years.”
Today marked the sixth month since Leland Burns brought Winifred Dawson back from abroad.
“Various studies indicate that humans are not naturally inclined to long-term affection.”
“Everlasting love defies human nature.”
But Leland Burns had fallen for Winifred Dawson amidst his hatred for more than six years. He had wanted her for a long time.
It wasn’t that he loved her too long; it was that he fell for her repeatedly over a long period. He defied his instincts and nature, falling deeper in love with Winifred Dawson during the time she pretended to be oblivious.
A good hunter often appears as prey. Winifred Dawson saw him as “prey.” When he expressed his love for her, meticulously prepared the wedding, and tried various ways to keep her, he lost completely.
The statue of Jesus above looked down with compassion.
Although it was Leland Burns who caused Winifred Dawson pain, his eyes turned red, and tears fell onto her face with a soft “plop.”
Winifred Dawson’s eyelashes trembled. The water on her face mixed with sweat and tears, tasted salty in her mouth.
Destined encounters often lead to unprepared departures.
From having to losing again, Leland Burns touched Winifred Dawson’s thin jaw and looked at her pale face in pain. “Winifred Dawson, I won’t love you anymore…” You won’t meet another like me.
They were ultimately from different worlds; how could they be together?
Compared to before, Leland Burns didn’t torment Winifred Dawson for too long this time. The one-sided revenge ended in half an hour.
He thought he was merciful enough since Winifred Dawson wanted his life.
Her wedding dress was already in tatters but still covered her body. Anyone entering would guess what happened. Leland Burns threw his coat over her, covering the marks on her neck.
Winifred Dawson’s body couldn’t sit or stand; she lay weakly on the ground, gasping for breath to relieve the abdominal pain.
She couldn’t even move a finger, let alone adjust her clothes. She let Leland Burns throw his coat over her casually.
Winifred Dawson had long been accustomed to such humiliation but seeing the statue of Jesus in this chapel… She instinctively wanted to cover her face in shame and pain.
“To put me away, you actually cooperated with someone like Liam Burkhart. Have you forgotten his intentions towards you? Aren’t you afraid he’ll devour you whole?”
“None of your business.” Even at this moment, Winifred Dawson remained stubborn. With such a temper, it’s hard to imagine how she endured these past months. Perhaps she felt she had already won this time and saw no need to continue pretending around Leland Burns.
“In my eyes, you’re not even as good as Liam Burkhart.” To put it bluntly, Liam Burkhart might have some twisted intentions towards her but was still better than Leland Burns who acted on them directly.
Winifred Dawson looked at him with eyes like poisoned thorns.
Leland Burns said nothing more as he adjusted his clothes. After everything that happened, he believed Winifred Dawson would never forget him.
They took wedding photos, held a ceremony at the church; it could be considered a marriage consummation… It’s just a pity they didn’t get the marriage certificate yesterday as planned.
The ring and necklace he prepared for Winifred Dawson with its 21-carat diamond would probably be thrown away by her once he left.
At that moment, police sirens sounded outside. His time was up. A group of police officers entered with guns drawn.
“Mr. Burns, come with us.”
Seeing the guns pointed at him, Leland Burns raised his hands. The nearest officer handcuffed him while others approached Winifred Dawson on the ground.
Winifred Dawson’s pride wouldn’t allow anyone to touch her at this moment. Fortunately, she had regained some strength by now. She tightly wrapped herself in the coat and stood up shakily with the help of nearby furniture.