But now he was pleading with her not to give up on him. Scarlett felt that Raymond was the most shameless and most despicable person in the world.
"I didn't dump you. | just walked a little too slowly." He tried to justify himself, but his excuse was rather feeble.
Looking at him, Scarlett suddenly found herself wondering whether she would have been in heaven or in hell if she had never met Raymond.
But he had been the one who took her to a paradise afterwards, and he had also been the one who made her life hell.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtScarlett's eyes reddened at the thought of that." Sometimes | feel lucky you rescuedthat day, but sometimes | strongly wish you'd never done that." Raymond's heart throbbed. "I feel lucky | rescued you that day." If he and Scarlett had never met, he would probably die rich and alone as Alexander said he would.
Raymond closed his eyes. "Stop avoiding me, Scarlett. I'm thirty-three now." Most other men had two children at this age, but he hadn't even gotten his wife back.
The mere thought of it filled Raymond with self-pity.
Scarlett sniffled and snorted with a smile, "Even if you were forty-three, why should | care?" "lI want to start a family, Scarlett." Scarlett pressed her lips together and suddenly found herself at a loss for words.
It had never crossed her mind that someday she would hear Raymond say such words.
Family? Raymond needed a family? It struck her that Raymond had never known what family was during their three-year marriage.
Raymond knew what she was thinking about. He lifted his hand and stroked the corner of her eye. Having felt no tears, he was relieved.
"I do, but the Shaw family is not the kind of family | want." Scarlett attempted to break free from his embrace. This tRaymond did not try to stop her.
He relinquished his hold on her and, looking at her, said, "I never had a home, Scarlett. Zacharie and Sally married for commercial interests. Jean sentback t o the Shaw family and then left to live with her paramour." He was disinclined to talk about those unpleasant things about the Shaw family, but Scarlett didn't know any of them. Maybe she had heard srumors, but she probably didn't believe them.
But ironically, sometimes there was truth in that kind of rumors.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmZacharie was a confirmed libertine. After getting married, he had never stopped seeking sexual dalliances. Jean had been only one of his mistresses, and she had dumped him after getting the money.
Before Jean showed up, Raymond had always believed that he was Sally's biological son. He had even hated his mother for not having tried to win Zacharie back, and for letting their family be reduced t o a laughing stock.
Not until he'd cto find out that he was abandoned had he realized he never had a home.
After hearing his words, Scarlett paused at the door of the kitchen. "Are you trying to appeal to my sympathies?" "Yeah." Scarlett's lips compressed into a thin line. After drinking a glass of water in the kitchen, she composed herself, turned around and walked out." Have you calmed down? If you have, you may leave." "You still want to avoid me?" He looked at her stubbornly.
Scarlett's mind was in a whirl. "I really never thought o f getting back together with you. No, we were never together. | mean, | never thought of letting my feelings for you continue to exist." She had decided to get over him. Although it would take time, she was positive she could do it. Her life would be as long as eighty or ninety years, and a decade was only one ninth of it.
"I know. | never thought I'd develop feelings for you, Scarlett." After saying that, he smiled self-deprecatingly, "You might not believe it, but | really never believed in love or anything like that." The likes of him believed in nothing but interests.
Scarlett had been the one who breached the shell and let him see what love was like.
"You should hold on to that." "You're the only one | want to hold on to."