Chapter 346: Chapter 346: Let’s Be Together 5

Aaron Wyatt pressed his lips together, staring at Annabelle Linton without blinking. "Annabelle," he said seriously, "let’s be together."

Annabelle Linton was taken aback.

"When I couldn’t find you just now, I thought that if you weren’t in this world, there would be no point in me living on alone. So let’s be together."

"If you don’t say yes, then forget it. I’ll stay out of your life from now on. So, will you?"

Annabelle Linton just stared at him, unsure of what he was trying to pull.

Seeing that Annabelle Linton remained silent, a cold smirk touched Aaron Wyatt’s lips. "I get it."

With that, he turned and walked away.

Watching him walk away so coldly, Annabelle Linton suddenly felt a surge of irritation and bitterness.

In all the years they had known each other, this was the first time he had ever been so cold to her.

Recalling all their shared moments from the past, and especially his vow to never appear before her again, made her chest tighten uncomfortably.

After her rebirth, she had been given another chance at life and had seen many people’s true colors, but all the emotion deep in her heart had turned to ice.

She was alive, yes, but she had lost all hope in the world and its people.

She was merely a walking corpse, a person devoid of love and affection, who no longer held any expectations for men.

But Aaron Wyatt’s presence, both in her past life and this one, was slowly melting her frozen heart, allowing her to once again experience what it felt like to be moved and to feel warmth.

The bond between them was simply too precious. Annabelle Linton felt that if she gave it up just like this, she would truly regret it for the rest of her life.

A saying suddenly came to her mind.

’A woman is better off choosing the one who loves her, rather than the one she loves.’

She had chosen the one she loved, Leona Grant, and had met a miserable end.

’So what about Aaron Wyatt, the one who loves me?’

’Would he hurt me?’

As Annabelle Linton was lost in thought, the sight of Aaron Wyatt’s vanishing figure sent a pang through her heart. Without a second thought, she sprinted in the direction he had disappeared.

She ran, but there was no sign of Aaron Wyatt, and her pace gradually slowed.

’Forget it,’ she thought. ’Maybe it’s better this way.’

’Being alone is fine, isn’t it?’

She stood there for a moment, then turned to head back down the mountain in the opposite direction.

But the moment she turned, she was pulled into a strong embrace.

A voice tinged with laughter followed. "Annabelle, I knew you couldn’t bear to let me go. Have you made up your mind?"

Annabelle Linton didn’t say a word.

In truth, the fact that she had chased after him said it all.

Aaron Wyatt’s arms trembled as he held her. "Annabelle," he said, his voice thick with emotion, "believe me. I’ll never let you suffer the slightest grievance. We’ll always be together, okay?"

Annabelle Linton bit her lip and murmured, "...Aaron Wyatt, I have to be honest with you. I don’t know how I feel about you, and I definitely don’t like you as much as you like me. Can you really accept that?"

Aaron Wyatt gently stroked her head. "It’s okay. Just give me a chance—that’s all I ask. Annabelle, we’ll be together forever."

Leaning against his chest, Annabelle Linton felt a complex mix of emotions.

It was a sweet, warm feeling—something she couldn’t quite describe.

’I’ll take things one step at a time,’ she thought. ’Maybe... I really can be happy with Aaron Wyatt...’

...

「One month later.」

Leona Grant had finished his work assignment and was on the flight home, picking out a gift.

It was his grandfather’s seventieth birthday, so he needed to choose a present for him.

However, looking at all the expensive options, he felt a bit overwhelmed.

Annabelle Linton used to handle these things; he’d never had to worry about them before.

Only now that he was preparing it himself did he realize how much of a headache these little things were. More importantly, he’d somehow even forgotten his own grandfather’s preferences.

’Annabelle Linton...’

He’d thought of her again without even realizing it. Leona Grant felt a slight pang in his heart and squeezed his eyes shut in discomfort.