My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)
Chapter 374

Chapter 374 Janet Slipping Away

Outside the Longfellow's villa.

Donahueiel sat in his car. His eyes were half-closed, and he looked obviously

weary.

His shirt was open, revealing his upper chest. His neat hair was now dangling and half-scattered before his eyes, a mixture of messy and sexy.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the car window.

Donahueiel's eyes flung open, and he looked outside.

He got up too fast, and his eyes didn't come to focus. He closed his eyes, and the moment he saw who it was, his pupils dilated and he couldn't look away. Janet stood at the door with a blank face. The wind blew up her purple skirt to a gentle curve.

And there she stood before the sun, with little makeup but so pretty that she was glowing.

Her hair was lifted by the wind, and Janet pulled them behind her ears. She pouted her lips in irritation and knocked on the window again.

Donahueiel instinctively looked towards his opened upper torso and scrambled to button up before opening the door and exiting the car, unknowing what to do.

He looked at Janet and could not look away. His longing eyes filled with expectations he could not speak.

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Donahueiel took a deep breath. "Hi..."

"Donahueiel, we need to talk. Get in."

But Janet cut in and interrupted him.

Donahueiel was dumbstruck. But moments later, a strange sense of joy came over him. He went over to the passenger's seat and pulled open the door for Janet. He held onto the car frame so that Janet woul The two got in, and Donahueiel looked at his watch. He just woke up, and his voice was a little hoarse. "Just got up?"

Janet glanced at him. "So?"

Donahueiel fixed his gaze on her, and his lips curled up. "So you're a lazy bug as well. For three years, I'd never seen you..."

"Stop."

Janet snapped at him. "I'm not here to catch up. I know you're here for

Quintina. Let me make it very clear: No can do."

She finished with her statement. But Donahueiel did not reply to her for a long time.

Janet frowned and was about to ask when Donahueiel suddenly spoke.

"Did it hurt?"

His eyes darkened like a black hole that devoured everything just by looking at

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Janet pouted her lips and did not speak.

Donahueiel felt his throat sore and his voice hoarse. "Did it hurt when your child was gone?"

Janet's eyes widened, and she swallowed her sneer.

She felt like sleeping in a wet cotton quilt. Wet and cold.

But the feeling also came and went in an instant.

She waited three years for him to say this. But it didn't matter to her anymore right now.

The precious line three years ago was nothing more than a joke.

"A lot."

Janet looked coolly at Donahueiel, her voice flat. "When the child was gone, it was like my soul was ripped apart. So it hurt a lot."

Donahueiel's eyes corners turned red.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry..."

Donahueiel repeated over and over again as if there was nothing else he could

say.

Janet looked at him quietly. She didn't make a sound or stop him.

Her mind was surprisingly calm at this moment. She recalled their time

together. There was nothing but exhaustion and thin air.

In fact, it wasn't Donahuelel's fault at first.

Janet herself fell into the bog that was Donahueiel Webster. She made up this ridiculous "maybe they could get close and fall in love" drama by herself, for herself. Looking back, she could say she was "hotheaded in love."

Janet stretched her lips.

"Donahueiel."

Donahueiel looked at her. His eye corners are now red with blood.

Janet ignored him and spoke loud and clear.

"It might be too early to say I no longer detest you. But at least on my part, I never regretted anything.

"In other words, I made my peace with the fact that I have no one else to blame but myself for my own actions. But that doesn't mean I have to live with it."

Donahueiel opened his mouth and attempted to speak. But Janet held up her hand and stopped him.

"Let me finish.

"The fact that I insisted on marrying you and that you weren't kind to me in marriage, those are different things. I never blamed you on the former, for I was the one who made my own bed. "I thought we could get closer and finally fall in love. But then I discovered

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cannot force it on someone that was never meant to be.

"And I didn't care for myself because I fancied you too much. So when you were drunk, I got spellbound and slept with you."

Janet took a pause and exhaled quietly.

"I was stubborn to think that you would look back and see me there one day.

"Even to the point that I refuse to turn around, knowing that you've done

nothing as your mother and sister picked on me.

"I was a fool. I did this to myself. I will not blame or hate you for this."

Janet even gave a little smile at the end of her talk, as if a huge rock had been lifted, and she felt a weight off her chest.

Donahueiel stared at her. He felt like his heart was ripped open and gushes of

cold wind pouring in, chilling him to the bones.

In this moment, clear as daylight, he felt that Janet was really slipping away

from him.

She did not hit him, nor would she love him anymore.

"And so, I don't regret that I loved you. At least you've shown me what love

felt like."

Janet made her statement calmly, and then she switched the topic. "But I've already paid my price. I sobered up, and I want nothing to do with you."

She stared at Donahueiel with cooled emotions in her eyes. "So what's with all the apologies? What use is there, anyway?"

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Suddenly Donahueiel reached out and grabbed Janet by her wrist.

"Why?"

He almost inconceivably choked up.

"Why did you fancy me back then?"

Janet looked at Donahueiel, somewhat astonished.

She didn't expect Donahueiel to ask her this all of a sudden and was a little

shocked that she forgot to take back her hand.

The corner of Donahueiel's eyes turned scarlet, and he tightened his grip on her wrist as if he was scared that she would leave.

He held back with effort the desire to hold her in his arms and said loud and clear. "Why would you still fancy me back then, knowing I didn't love you?"

Was it a force of habit or something else?

Donahueiel couldn't tell, but he wanted to know.

He crazily wanted to figure out why Janet fell in love with him back then, even if it was just for temporary relief.