She thought that, at the very least, he would bring a token of care during her illness. However, during the year she spent lying in a coma, her husband didn’t visit her even once. Only then did Regina realize—it was time to free herself from this futile and long-standing unrequited love.
“You want a divorce? Why? What’s the reason?”
“I love you so much. I wish, even just a little, that you could love me back.”
“Love? For a married woman, you’re saying something surprisingly naive. If you’re feeling lonely, shall I offer you a pet dog instead?”
Her desperate confession, born of mustered courage, was mercilessly shattered and torn apart by his cruel words. She could no longer find the will to continue a marriage that existed in formality alone.
“Do you have any idea how much investment I’ve made to plant seeds in your noble womb? Do you think I’ll let you go without seeing the fruits of that labor?”
Despite his cold expression, his hands gripping her shoulders and wrists were shockingly hot.
“You love me, don’t you? You’ll never be able to leave me.”
