My Husband Will Regret This

Chapter 86

Eric caught his breath.

She was leaving him. This was already the second time.

At the same time, he could feel his mind going giddy. Was Chloe really thinking of leaving him? He didn’t know why she wanted to leave him again.

Of course, it was right that he did something wrong in the past. Still, he made enough apologies and even promised her that he wouldn’t do that in the future, and in addition, didn’t he confess that he loved her?!

Having gone this far, he thought she would forgive him, too. But no… Chloe hated and rejected everything he tried to do for her, like making the newspaper.

Why?

He really couldn’t understand her.

“It looks like you’re thinking of leaving me anyway.”

As Eric uttered, Chloe bit her lower lip and gazed at him.

“That’s right.”

“Why?”

Eric asked before Chloe could finish her answer as he approached her with a look of real incomprehension.

“Aren’t I trying to do everything for you?! Yet why do you want to leave me? Why?”

Chloe drew in a heavy breath.

“It’s because of this selfishness.”

He didn’t try to do everything but seemed to restrict everything. He still wanted to take control of her, trying to make it impossible for her to escape.

Eric. Eric. Eric.

How could she trust him like this? Chloe shook her head.

“Selfishly, you don’t care about me at all.”

“Chloe!”

“Why, do you think I am saying mean things?”

She pursed her lips and met Eric’s eyes. Chloe’s eyes trembled as red blood vessels were visible on the clean white.

“You were worse.”

“….”

“More worse.”

She said sternly, remembering the last time what he had done to her, but Eric shook his head. He grabbed Chloe’s hand.

“Chloe. Please think again.”

His cold body temperature was unfamiliar to her.

“Because I can only live if I am with you.”

She gazed down blankly at her hand in his.

…He needed her to live?

As she listened to this, she felt like she was about to burst into tears. As she recalled everything Eric had done, recalled the many insults she had received and recurring wounds… it felt like her heart would be torn apart.

Chloe bowed her head.

“If this is the case…”

She opened her lips slowly.

“Why did you do that to me?”

“Chloe.”

“Why did you say such harsh words? Why did you behave so badly? Why did you hurt me so much?”

Listening to her words, Eric tightened his grip on her hand. Chloe’s hands, which were hot as if a fever had risen, was pitiful.

“I did it because I was stupid.”

Eric confessed in a self-deprecating tone like he had finally come to admit it.

“As you said, I was selfish and stupid, so I didn’t realize love.”

“….”

“But now I know for sure.”

Eric sat down on one knee in front of Chloe and looked up at her.

“Chloe, I love you.”

Her eyes were shaking.

It was a sad and sorrowful figure, like the world fluttering in his eyes. She looked down at Eric as she observed the sincerity, love, and sadness in his eyes. It was such a heartbreaking situation though she was too tired to be shaken by his appearance.

“You…”

Chloe shook her head.

“You taught me that love isn’t everything.”

Eric squeezed her hand tighter, but Chloe forced herself out of his grip.

“Like you said, I will live.”

He lowered his gaze to follow his hand that had fallen into the air. Beyond the distant gaze, her calm voice came.

“…Still, I will leave you.”

The voice dug deep into Eric’s chest.

“Because only then will I be able to live properly.”

* * *

As Eric sighed and loosened his tie, he tilted his head back and closed his eyes tightly. He thought there would be a result today because he had prepared everything for Chloe!

But, how was it?

The meal he had prepared for her, the newspaper, the confession, all of it was useless. Chloe wasn’t a woman with a weak will to be shaken by things like this. Because once she made a decision, she never reversed it, and she pondered it for a long time until she made it…

Yes. For a long time of five years.

Whoo.

Eric sighed again.

What should he do? How could he change her heart?

In fact, he was overwhelmed just by researching infinite power and making a mechanical heart. However, here, as he tried his best to change Chloe’s heart, it was difficult. Still, despite this, he had to. If he couldn’t change her heart, he would have no purpose in life.

Purpose in life…

Eric turned his head back, feeling refreshed by the purpose of his life, which had been transformed by Chloe’s presence or absence.

“I’m leaving you.”

He clenched his fists.

“Because that’s the only way I can live properly.”

He hit his thigh with his clenched fist. The bitten lips do not intend to open.

As Chloe said that, something seemed empty. It was empty, in other words, as if even the soul had escaped. She was empty and powerless, so he couldn’t hold her any longer.

No matter how much he stretched out her hand into the air, nothing was caught in his hand. Eric wondered if he could fill her empty body with a new soul though he didn’t think it would be easy. As she said, Chloe was already empty. Everything was his fault. She became like this because of him.

All of the change in Chloe… It was his fault.

Eric groaned and closed his eyes. His eyes were blinded by the bleak reality. He pondered how he could change her heart and gave her an answer.

He was telling the truth.

Nevertheless, he did not think that his own sincerity would fully reach Chloe. Wasn’t it like that? He was telling the truth, but she didn’t believe it.

Chloe’s heart would never turn easily, and it could have taken much longer than he thought. Eric thought that he had to be patient with her and that he had to tell her the truth again. He patted his heart that had been turned away from her.

It was then.

“Excuse me, master.”

Andrea’s voice came through the door.

Andrea coming to see him? What happened to Chloe?

At the thought, Eric was startled and he shouted for her to come in immediately. Then, Andrea opened the door and came in. Chloe didn’t seem to have any trouble, judging from her expression, which didn’t look so urgent.

He looked at her, breathing a relief.

“What is it?”

“It’s well…”

Andrea hesitated as she approached Eric before she stood two steps away from the sofa he was sitting on. She immediately took a deep breath.

“I came here because I was heartbroken to see Master struggling alone.”

Eric’s eyebrows went up. He thought it was presumptuous.

Andrea was just a handmaid, not a helper, so what was she talking about? He found the situation so absurd that he was being sympathized with by a mere handmaid. Eric frowned and waved his hand. He was telling her to go back.

Still, Andrea did not back down.

“Here, these are the things Madam usually likes. I wrote it down as I remembered.”

Rather, she strode forward and held out a note. Eric, who received the note from her reluctantly, glanced at Andrea with a distrustful gaze before lowering his gaze to the note. Chloe’s favorite things were written in order on the crumpled paper.

“And this is her favorite flower.”

Saying so, Andrea took another step forward and handed Eric a bouquet.

Eric looked at the fifty yellow tulips, then turned his eyes and looked outside. He saw the sky with his eyes wide open.

“Did you go out and buy flowers in this blizzard?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Eric asked out of pure curiosity.

Why?

Even if she did this, nothing would return to Andrea herself… no, maybe she wanted money. When he thought that, Eric looked at her with a sullen gaze, but Andrea faced him with a face as pure and upright as ever as he answered.

“It’s because I want Master and Madam to reconcile.”

His eyes widened. Andrea continued her words regardless of Eric’s reaction to her.

“Of course, Master’s actions in the past are not good, but… it seems that Master has changed a lot, and I think that Madam needs you, too…so I acted, albeit presumptuously. I hope you will be willing to accept it.”

“….”

Eric listened carefully to Andrea’s stammering voice and glanced down at the bouquet of tulips she handed him. The scent of fragrant flowers stings his nostrils.

Chloe liked yellow tulips.

He took a deep breath.

The fact that the guy who didn’t know even one of Chloe’s favorite flowers was her husband made him pretty empty. Then, he caught his breath and looked back at Andrea.