Chapter 417
After the meal, Queenie visibly felt better.
Andrew seized the opportunity to suggest watching a movie together. He said a good, nerve- wracking thriller was recently released.
I found an excuse and left them. I was not going to be a third wheel on their date.
I went home and found that Flynn was leaning against the gate, smoking.
For some reason, it felt like he had aged a lot after an hour. His face was ashen, and his eyes were soulless.
When he saw me, his eyes lit up briefly. They dimmed when he saw that it was just me alone.
Originally, I wanted to ignore him. But we had been friends for many years. It wasn’t right to
do so.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
He lifted his head to look at the dusk sky. Loneliness oozed from his gaze. “So, she’s leaving me for real this time.”
Duh! Who would stay with a cheating boyfriend?
Rage welled up within me.
Was Flynn still oblivious to the fact that he reaped what he sowed? Was he that full of himself or did he think Queenie was dumb?
“Flynn, Queenie is my best friend, but this time, I’m not taking sides. I’ll try to be objective. You two dated for
many years. Other than money, what have you given her? She kept your company for five years. She waited for you for five years.
“You, on the other hand, made someone pregnant. You even let your pregnant mistress make a scene at Queenie’s office. Queenie was humiliated and disparaged. If you had taken her side back then, all her waiting wouldn’t have been in vain.
“But you took the mistress with you and left. You didn’t even bat Queenie an eye. I don’t know what you were thinking, but listen to me. Just imagining that scene is enough to put me in despair. Five years. 1,780 days. Yet, you repaid her with your cruelty and coldness. She was brokenhearted.
“And what’s worse, after you left, you never called or texted her. Do you know how she got through those days? You don’t.
“Maybe you do, but you pretended not to realize. You must have thought that she was yours, that she couldn’t live without you. Am I right?”
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Flynn lowered his head out of guilt. He scratched the back of his head in frustration. “Luna, will you belleve me if I say it wasn’t my intention?”
I shook my head. “No, I won’t. I don’t think a man is capable of having sex with another. woman if he’s pissed drunk. Tell me, Flynn. You knew what you were doing, didn’t you? You went ahead because your familly expected you to marry Daniela.
“You and she had to share the same bed eventually, so you might as well do it sooner rather than later, right? You thought you could explain and apologize to Queenie afterward. And since she loved you so deeply, she’d forgive you. After all, all men make that sort of mistake, no?”
Flynn ignited his lighter and lit up another cigarette before huffing out smoke silently.
“Go back. Daniela is your responsibility now. She’s pregnant with your child. Leave Queenie alone, and stop pestering her. She doesn’t owe you anything.”
“I love her. I can’t let her go.” He leaned back against the gate, his left hand covering his eyes. Tears rolled down from his fingers.
Regret served no purpose when the damage done was irreversible.
The belated realization of his true feelings was worth nothing.
“She was hurt too deeply. If you love her, let her go. Letting go is also a kind of love. Given your status and wealth, you and she will never have a good ending. So end it before everything turns ugly. At least, you get to keep the
nd memories. Be kind to her.”