Remarriage Failed Again Today-Chapter 162: Why Did You Hide It From Me?

Her smile, her strength, her warmth, her gentle nature—it all settled into his heart, refusing to leave.

The way she spoke, the way she ate, her serious expressions, her tears, and... her look of utter devotion. Her every frown and smile was branded into his heart, impossible to wash away or remove.

But she had a fiancé she loved with all her heart.

So, he told himself, ’As long as Annabelle is happy, that’s all that matters. Everything else can wait.’

But that man didn’t love Annabelle. He often made her cry, made her miserable. Several times... he’d wanted to tell her, "Annabelle, let me take care of you."

But when he saw the devotion in her eyes and the sweet look on her face whenever she spoke of that man, he would think, ’As long as Annabelle is happy, that’s all that matters, right?’

But now, things were different. Annabelle didn’t love him anymore.

’So, does that mean I have a chance now?’

He made up his mind. In a little while, he was going to confess his feelings to Annabelle.

Annabelle Linton’s mind was a mess, and she wasn’t watching where she was going. Her foot suddenly stepped on a small rock, and her whole body pitched forward.

She landed right on her old injury, and the wound immediately started to bleed.

Lost in thought, Aaron Wyatt froze for a second before snapping out of it.

Seeing Annabelle Linton bleeding, his handsome face fell. He quickly knelt beside her. "Annabelle, are you okay?"

Annabelle Linton winced in pain, forcing the words out. "I’m fine..."

Aaron Wyatt’s handsome brows knitted together tightly, and his entire face turned cold.

Staring at Annabelle Linton’s wound, he called out without looking up, "Stuart."

A few seconds later, a husky trotted over with his shoes in its mouth and dropped them on the ground.

Aaron Wyatt slipped on his shoes, then, without a moment’s hesitation, he scooped up Annabelle Linton and strode forward. Stuart followed close behind.

The girls nearby watched Aaron Wyatt’s tall figure, and every one of them couldn’t help but swoon.

"Did you see that? Did you see that? Total boyfriend goals right there! He’s so handsome. I want a boyfriend just like him so bad."

"Totally! And don’t you think he looks just like that Korean star, Chadwick Nolan? Sunny, handsome, and so devoted to his girlfriend."

"Oh yeah! And did you see this month’s AHOE magazine? The guy on the cover is Leona Grant, the CEO of Grant Group. I think this guy could give Leona Grant a run for his money. It’s just that one is cold, and the other is warm."

"Yeah, but it’s a shame they’re both taken. I seriously hate the women they’re with!"

Leona Grant listened to their chatter, his gaze resting impassively on the scene before him. Without a change in his expression, he turned and strode away as well.

But the fist clenched tightly at his side silently betrayed his calm, indifferent facade.

Vivian Yates watched Leona Grant’s cold, retreating figure. A thoughtful glint appeared in her eyes as she hurried to catch up.

...

Aaron Wyatt carried Annabelle Linton to a small clinic nearby.

He gently laid Annabelle Linton on the bed and began to apply the ointment himself.

But he remained silent the entire time, a dark cloud hanging over his features.

Looking at his stern expression, Annabelle Linton couldn’t help but speak up. "It’s really not that serious..."

Aaron Wyatt stared at Annabelle Linton’s wound for a moment before violently slamming the bottle of antiseptic in his hand onto the floor.

The entire bottle shattered, sending shards of glass flying.

Annabelle Linton stared, utterly dumbfounded, at the man before her, wondering if her eyes were deceiving her.

Aaron Wyatt stood with his back to Annabelle Linton. After a long moment, he finally turned around and looked at her, his face devoid of expression. "Why did you hide this from me?"

Annabelle Linton didn’t know what he was talking about.

Her first thought was, ’Does he know about me and Leona Grant?’