Love Me Again (CN)

Epilogue

LMA Epilogue – Maybe

Han Ting Hua had once asked himself, why would he fall for that woman;

That woman’s character was clearly one that people loathed. Since he and his mother entered the Luo family, she had unceasingly sought to trouble them. Towards his mother, she had always scorned and ridiculed her, dismissing her attempts to reach out, and verbally humiliated her. Every sentence she spoke was toxic and foul.

He hated her, to the point of wanting to stuff a dirty rag to block her foul mouth, to stop her from ever saying those harsh words. But his mother had always urged him to concede to her, and to endure since they were the ones who had wronged her.

He understood what his mother meant, and didn’t want her to worry, so he endured her insults and abuse, taking her as a crazy woman.

But, sometimes looking at her proud profile, there was always the impression that her solitary figure seemed a little lonely.

Lonely? How could that be? That arrogant and conceited woman, how could she possibly feel lonely?

Yet, as he unknowingly starts to observe her, he realizes she doesn’t have any friends and was always by herself. Even though many attended her birthday banquet and she became the centre of everyone’s attention, but after the party, looking at her lone figure returning to her room, appearing so arrogant yet isolated, Han Ting Hua can’t help but feel his loathing for her recede.

But it was only for that moment.

As she glances at him with contempt, he hatefully thinks, no wonder she has no friends. Someone who can’t coexist with others, who would want to be friends with her!

He still hated her, only, but he can’t help but notice her, gradually turning into a habit. He doesn’t know how, but he kept the habit for several years, unable to change it.

He knew she had always thought he and his mother were after the Luo family’s wealth, and found her delusions amusing. He wasn’t interested in what didn’t belong to him.

Only, seeing her guarded expression, and those ever proud eyes fixed on him, he was hit with the desire for his reflection to always appear in her eyes. So he entered the company.

Soon after, the competition between them became fierce. She always found trouble for him at the company, using all her energy to hinder him, and using any means necessary just so he could taste defeat.

Seeing her completely focused on him gave him a strange sense of satisfaction.

He never wanted the position of president, but he wanted her to look at him.

There was an inkling in his heart, but he forced himself to ignore it, not letting himself admit to those preposterous feelings. Or maybe it was because he knew too clearly that the thoughts in his heart would never be realized, so he pretended they never existed, thinking it was fine just to maintain things are they were.

But he never expected that the situation he had wanted to preserve would burst so easily.

She had died.

For the sake of the president’s position.

The moment she died, he was filled with remorse.

He never wanted the position of president.

He never wanted to fight her.

He only, he only…..

He only wanted her to look at him!

Holding her picture frame, he trembles, his heart filled with remorse.

He was just that cowardly and weak, scared of being rejected, scared that she would stop looking at him, so he indulged in his own selfishness and arranged all this, leading to her death. It was all him! He had killed her!