I Got Married Without You

Chapter 677 Let’s End This

Amelia waited for James’ answer. But he never responded even after a long time. In the end, she smiled at him…

“I see. You… don’t want me anymore…”

She raised her hand, wiped away the tears, and took a step back. Her eyes were filled with disappointment…

However, she didn’t leave, but stood there alone, looking at the silent man, and spoke softly.

“Okay, but can I know the reason?”

In the black overcoat and gold-rimmed glasses, James looked out

of her reach.

Amelia knew that there was a gap between them, and there would never be a moment when they would connect to each other.

However, when she was given hope, she wanted to grasp even the slightest chance and ask for an answer that might kill her.

Unfortunately, that hope was destroyed. James didn’t speak nor look up at her as if he was forcing her to leave with his cold

silence.

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Upon guessing his thoughts, Amella touched the scar left by

suicide on her left hand…

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It wasn’t until this moment that she realized what real pain was. It turned out to be more painful than death.

She resisted the agonizing pain, raised her tear-stained face, and

James’ flawless face.

that we’ll be together forever. Why didn’t you keep your

his thick eyebrows, then slowly looked up at Amelia, who was already

as indifferent as before, but there was an emotion that was hard

were you when I was unconscious

“I was at…”

Aaron Johnson.” James interrupted, his cold eyes

“After I woke up, I hoped for you to

“Aaron Johnson imp…”

his sleeve, trying to

away to

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my best. I don’t have the energy

looked away from her, opened

that he was about to leave, Amelia rushed over. Before she could touch the car door,

flowing water that couldn’t be

and recalled what he had said. It was exactly the same as

suddenly looked up at the sky like a lunatic

for myself is over.

for too long. Now, it should be the time to wake up,

God didn’t answer the

hallucinated. She lowered

she couldn’t get the

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on her thin shoulders like a bleak, withered flower.

arms tightly, squatted down slowly, and buried her head in her

body through her

willing to die for him abandoned

“Heh…”