His Love Value Disappeared When He Hurt Me Deeply Chapter 07

His Love Value Disappeared When He Hurt Me Deeply Chapter 07

The day before we left for Lake Tahoe, I went to the office to quit my job.

My boss talked for a long time, telling me to take care of myself and that I could always come back if I

wanted.

When I left, I ran into Logan Vance in the underground parking garage.

He blocked my path, his eyes red.

The number above his head had jumped to 70.

“Evie, I’ve been looking for you everywhere. I finally found you.”

I looked at the man in front of me and felt a strange wave of sadness.

I hated it. I wanted to feel happy, not this.

He grabbed my shoulders and shook me.

“Say something, Evie. Where are you going?”

The shaking made me uncomfortable. I cursed at him.

“Are you crazy? What the hell

is wrong with you this early? Where I go is none of your damn business, you

creep!”

Tears filled his eyes. He sounded hurt.

“You’re cursing at me? You never used to curse at me.”

I felt speechless. A grown man acting like this?

“Drama king, get out of my way.”

“If your girlfriend saw you like this, she’d be furious!”

He looked lost and grabbed me again, trying to explain.

“I… it’s not like that…”

In the end, maybe even he didn’t know how to explain it.

For some reason, I didn’t feel happy. Instead, I felt nauseous.

“Stay the hell away from me! Touch me again and I’m calling the cops!”

He let go immediately, his voice almost pleading.

“Don’t call the police Just give me a little time, okay? Just a little.”

His vulnerable look felt strangely unfamiliar.

Some hidden emotion stirred inside me, but I couldn’t place it.

Still, I stopped walking.

Even if I did call the police, what good would it do?

Guys like him didn’t stay locked up. There would just be more trouble later. Better to end it once and for all.

Logan watched me anxiously. When he saw I wasn’t leaving, he took a step back.

“Evie, I’m sorry.”

“I went to the hospital. I finally found out you got a brain tumor because you saved me. I know you don’t

remember me now.”

“It’s okay. I’ll stay by your side and we can start over, alright?”

“As for Sophie, I already told her everything. We won’t see each other again.”

“You loved me so much. You’ll forgive me, right?”

By the end, he was sobbing.

I couldn’t relate to his pain at all. His sudden devotion felt cheaper than dirt.

He seemed to think of something, then pulled out a wedding band.

“Evie, I had a new one made. It’s your size.”

“Trust me. We can start fresh.”

“I’ll treat you right this time. Just believe in me once.”

I glanced at the ring and looked away.

I didn’t understand why, but something deep inside me hated it.

“Evie, just look at it. Just one look, please?”

“You’re the only one who can be my wife.”

When I still wouldn’t take it, he showed me a Polaroid photo.

There we were–cheek to cheek, looking completely in love.

My mind went blank. I stood there, stunned.

When I looked up, I saw the number above his head rising.

It stopped at 95