How could there still be an outcome between them at this point?
If Iris Harris stays by his side, it will only end in mutual destruction.
Brandan Hyde silently looked at her. After a long time, he gently asked, "It was you... who made me fall in love with her, wasn't it?"
Lady Hyde was slightly shaken.
"You spent so much time and effort to make me like her. And now, you're saying such things? Nine years... Mom, I can't do it." He softly said, "I tried, letting her go, I tried once. But I can't try a second time..." Where in life is there another nine years, to meet another woman again, to accompany through the long youth, to fall in love with her little by little again, to let that love be infused in his bones and blood?
There won't be anymore.
There won't be such love anymore.
There won't be another Iris Harris anymore.
"Move aside."
Brandan slowly raised his head, looking at his mother.
Lady Hyde didn't move.
Brandan's gaze gradually turned cold and steady.
