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Chapter 449

Chapter 449 He Really Was a Fool

He seemed to always like asking where I was. Holding my phone, I felt a bit bitter in my heart, and tried to sound calm, "Is your injury getting better?" "Do you care?" His voice was somewhat heavy, even carrying a hint of warm anger.

He had every right to be angry. After all, he was severely injured because of me, yet I never visited him from beginning to end. His anger was justified. Taking a slight breath, I spoke, my voice soft, "It seems your wound has healed quite a bit."

"Tabatha!" His voice was filled with undisguised anger, "Do you have no heart?"

Heart?

How could there not be?

Just...

On the phone, I slightly pulled a smile and said, "As long as you're okay, I won't come to see you."

After speaking, I was about to hang up the phone, when a hurried voice came from the other end, "Don't hang up."

I paused for a moment, my heart still involuntarily twitched.

"Tabatha, I want to see you, I'm waiting for you at Chunyu Hall. If you

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don't come, I'll wait forever." After saying this, he hung up the phone.

Looking at the already hung up phone, I couldn't help but give a bitter smile. When did this person become so stubborn?

We always have to say goodbye when people part ways, because none of us know if this farewell will be forever. I think my farewell with him. will probably be forever. So, before parting, we should say goodbye properly, sincerely wish him well, and hope that he will be fine.

Chunyu Tang was a Spring Cafe with a strong classical style. The temperature in March was still quite low, so not many people came to drink tea, hence it was rarely crowded.

As I pushed open the door of the private room, I met Walter's deep black eyes. He had lost weight again, his face was very pale, presumably his health had not fully recovered.

He just sat there, motionless, watching me. I walked over and sat down on the wicker chair opposite him. After slowly pouring myself a cup of tea, I refilled his teacup.

After doing all this, I finally met his motionless black eyes, and said calmly, "You should be taking good care of yourself in the hospital."

"Why didn't you come to see me?" He asked this question somewhat like a child.

I pursed my lips, smiled faintly, didn't respond to his words, just handed him the box I brought, and said, "This thing is not suitable to be kept with me anymore, it should be given to its real owner." He furrowed his brows, opened the box, and upon seeing the pair of white jade bracelets inside, his frown deepened. Looking at me, he restrained his anger, "Tabatha, what are you doing?"

If it were in the past, I probably wouldn't have spoken to him so calmly.

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But at that moment, looking at him, I felt that no matter whether he was angry or furious, it was never enough to watch.

Taking a shallow breath, I said, "The divorce was so rushed at the time that I forgot to give it back to you, but it's not too late now. Walter, thank you for saving me so many times, even almost losing your own life. Speaking of which, I still owe you now, but I'm sorry, I have no intention of repaying you. I can't give you back Elliott's life, nor can I repay your life-saving grace, so I can only continue to owe you." He furrowed his brows tightly, looking at me, his voice low and restrained, "Tabatha, what do you mean?"

I knew that some things had to be clarified eventually. So, looking into his dark eyes, I said, "Elliott's death is tied to me, Walter. I'm sorry, I didn't expect it to come to this. But all I can do is apologize to you.

If I had known earlier that Michael was Elliott, I would never have been so presumptuous to think that I could save him, and I would never have fallen into the trap that Ezra had set for me.

But it was all too late, other than saying sorry to him, there was nothing else I could do.

Speaking of Elliott, his dark eyes deepened even more. Looking at me, his voice hoarse, "Tabatha, is this what you wanted to tell me?"

I nodded, my heart had long been numb with pain, even numb.

He suddenly burst into laughter, looking at me with bloodshot eyes, "So, you think a simple I'm sorry' can end everything? Tabatha, what am I to you? In your eyes, am I just a fool who would die for you, only deserving of your apology, is that it?"

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