Chapter 285 Soft, Sweet, and Sensitive

Chapter 285 Soft, Sweet, and Sensitive

Gloria said this to test whether James's emotions were real or fake.

She saw his knuckles turning white, and in his eyes there was no resentment, no violence or obsession, only endless pain and regret.

He lowered his head, his long and thick eyelashes hiding the hurt in his eyes.

On his scarred palms, the backs of his hands, and his neck, there were still marks she had left behind.

Looking again at their daughter's name on the tombstone, Gloria also felt her eyes burning.

How did things end up like this?

"James, I've already found happiness. You still have a long life ahead of you. Don't dwell on the past, and find someone new to love."

He let his hands fall to his sides and lowered his head, like a child caught doing something wrong. "Okay."

Gloria crouched down, her fingers brushing across the tombstone. "Baby, you said you'd come back to find Mommy. When will you come back?"

Thinking of that dream, Gloria's eyes reddened too.

If that incident hadn't happened that night, this little girl would still be in her belly.

Seeing Gloria's heartbroken appearance, James wanted to touch her, but he pulled his hand back, not touching her at all.

"Gloria, I'm sorry."

Gloria wiped away her tears. "It's all in the past."

James looked at her trembling shoulders and murmured softly, "Yes, you must protect your child with Caspian well. Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

Gloria could really tell that James had changed.

Facing James like this made her feel a bit uncomfortable. She wanted to tell him that the child she was carrying was his, but they had finally reached this point with such difficulty—adding new complications might not be a good thing.

So Gloria said nothing. "Thank you for letting go. This child will definitely be born safely."

"It's very cold outside, let's go back to the room."

"Okay."

She was once the mistress of this place, yet now she could only stay as a guest.

James stared at Gloria's departing figure in a daze. Saying this should make her believe him, right?

He thought, 'Gloria, I will never love anyone else in this life. Even if I can never touch you again, I have eighteen years of memories to support me. Besides, we still have Oscar.'

"Still looking? She's already gone. What exactly do you like about your ex-wife?" Shirley asked.

"You and Caspian are the same, acting like you're all under some spell. How am I worse than her?"

She was confident that her family was from a prestigious clan, and she had been raised as a socialite since childhood. Her temperament was no less than Gloria's.

yet, Caspian wouldn't even give her a second glance.

James glanced at her. "Gloria is more beautiful than you are."

"I'll admit that. Are all you men this shallow?"

"What else? It's just like how women look at men. For men, material foundation determines the superstructure. When men look at women, the first thing they notice is the face."

Among all the little girls in the orphanage, wasn't it because Gloria had a pretty face that he played the hero and saved her when she was being bullied, which then led to everything that followed?

"Fine, should I go get plastic surgery to look like her?"

"I like natural beauties. Besides, you're not as gentle as Gloria."

Shirley's eyes widened as she pointed at the scar on his neck. "She almost stabbed your carotid artery, and you call that gentle?"

"What do you know? That was just playful banter."

Shirley rolled her eyes. "Right, right, right. She really loves you, loves you to death."

James didn't care at all about her sarcasm and continued, "Gloria is more obedient than you, softer than you, sweeter than you."

She would come up to him when he got home, wrap her arms around his waist, and sweetly call him "honey."

At twenty-six, she was still as sweet as a young girl.

Although all of this had become Caspian's exclusive privilege, at least he once had those beautiful memories.

"I can speak gently, James."

James looked cold. "Disgusting. She never had your affectation. She's more hardworking than you are, stronger than you. Even with so many stitches in her waist, she wouldn't tell me. She..."

Only at this moment did Shirley realize just how devoted the men of the Rivers family could be.

James and Caspian were essentially the same.

One guarding eighteen years of the past, the other persisting for so long without even having memories.

But the more James was like this, the more she didn't want to let go.

If James could fall in love with her, he would be loyal and devoted to her too.

Shirley decided that she would definitely make James fall in love with her!

"Okay, okay, okay. I know she's great. You just got out of the hospital, don't stand outside in the cold wind. Go inside too."

She tried to help James, but he directly avoided her and strode away, leaving her behind. However, when entering the room, he deliberately slowed down, waiting for Shirley, and the two went in together.

He had promised Gloria that he would start a new life.

Gloria naturally saw this scene. Perhaps Shirley was different to him.

She heard that during their days abroad, Shirley stayed by his side every day.

If James could accept it, his life was still long after all. Finding happiness would be a good thing.

Gloria no longer had any right to interfere with his next relationship.

She played with Mittens for a while, and when she was leaving, Mittens chased after her, very reluctant to see her go.

Gloria stroked Mittens's head. "Be good. I'll come see you again in a couple of days, okay?"

Mittens seemed to understand and jumped back to James's feet.

On the way home, Gloria remained silent the whole time.

Caspian knew what was on her mind and quietly kept her company.

Gloria's voice was gentle. "Thank you."

"We don't need to say thank you to each other. You can't immediately forget eighteen years of feelings either."

Gloria obediently nuzzled his face. "I told him that I like you, and we still have several more sets of eighteen years."

This sentence made Caspian's heart bloom with joy. "Not just several—in this life and the next, you'll marry me, okay?"

"Won't you get tired of it? Always being with me."

"It's you—how could I get tired?"

He leaned down to smell the faint fragrance on her body. "Maybe we knew each other in a past life. Your scent, your body—they fascinate me so much."

Gloria said somewhat shyly, "That's because you haven't had me yet. When we actually make love, you'll think I'm nothing special. My looks will also age eventually."

Caspian moved close to her ear and asked softly, "Then James has done it with you so many times—did he get tired of you?"

He spoke so bluntly that Gloria became embarrassed.

"Caspian!" Her voice carried endless coyness.

Caspian's burning kiss landed on her ear. "Gloria, I'm a bit envious and jealous that James has possessed you countless times."

"But your remaining years will all be mine."

Her delicate skin trembled under his kisses. Caspian took her earlobe in his mouth. "Gloria is so sensitive. I'm really looking forward to that day."