He seemed to let out a quick sigh of relief, but it didn't last. His arrogance snapped right back. "Since there's no one else, then come back and be my wife like you're supposed to. Stop making trouble over nothing."
Listening to him, I couldn't help but laugh bitterly.
"I may not have anyone else, but you sure do," I said. "You love her so much, you're willing to let me take the fall for her. Are you seriously okay with making her your mistress?"
After I said that, he went quiet for a moment, just staring at me, and then he finally spoke.
"I'll take care of her in her last days," he said, his voice flat. "Don't overthink it. Once I'm done being there for her, I'll come back to you."
The audacity—it was unbelievable.
I laughed again, shaking my head. "You really think I'd still want you after you've spent all that time with Kate?"
He frowned, clearly annoyed by my words, and grabbed my hand. "Whether you want to or not, you're coming home today."
I struggled hard, trying to break free from his grip. I didn't expect him to use so much force, practically dragging me out and into his car.
Once he'd strapped me into the passenger seat, I yelled at him, "Are you out of your mind?"
Seeing me bound there, he looked at me coldly and said, "Yes, I'm out of my mind. Because if you leave, who's going to fulfill Kate's wish? Her last wish is to win gold at the Pottery Excellence Awards this year, but she can't handle the intense work anymore. Only you can help her, Julie."
When he finally revealed this, I didn't even feel sad.
I just looked at him, my voice steady. "Why are you pushing her dream onto me? Your choice to do anything for her is your business. I owe you nothing, and I owe her even less."
After I finished speaking, I saw his brows furrow again but deeper. "Didn't you say you'd do anything for me?" he asked, looking desperate. "Now, just think of it as me begging you. Please, will you?"
For the first time, I saw him actually lowering himself to beg.
But I still responded coldly, "No."
My refusal only angered him more. After all, he was a man who was used to getting everything his way.
He grabbed my shoulders, forcing me to look him in the eye. "Why? Why are you treating me like this? It's just a small favor. Don't you have any sympathy?"
I shoved his hands off me and climbed out of the car.