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Before Tristan lost his consciousness, he was able to confess his feelings for Zhen-Zhen.
[ "Zhen-Zhen, I failed you. Instead of making you happy, I am making you sad. But please wifey… don't go… don't leave me… I can't imagine my life without you…" ]
He said these words because he's afraid that once he woke up, Zhen-Zhen would no longer be by his side. What if she would leave him while he's unconscious?
He couldn't stop her if that would happen. He didn't want that to happen. And lastly, he said the three magic words.
[ "Zhen-Zhen… I… love you…" ]
He was thinking, what if he would die today? He still had a lot of things he wanted to say to Zhen-Zhen. But among those things, these three magic words were the most significant and important words that could summarize everything he wanted to tell her.
He didn't know how or when it started. He just realized that Zhen-Zhen became an important part of his life. Without her, he could not imagine what his life would be.
He became used to her presence. He became fond of her. He wanted her to be by his side always. He cared for her. He wanted to make her happy. He wanted to possess her forever. He wanted to protect her with his life.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe became all his wants and his addictions. He already fell in love with her, so deep. But it took him a lot of time before he admitted all of these to himself because this was another new to him.
All his life he thought his heart would only beat for Hannah not until Zhen-Zhen came into the picture. He was hurt and in pain because of his first love. But unknowingly, Zhen-Zhen was able to mend his broken heart.
He had to admit that Hannah's confession made him think over his feelings once again. He was trying to figure out why his heart suddenly changed. He was confused.
He had not admitted to himself yet that Zhen-Zhen had already replaced Hannah in his heart not until today when he heard from a stranger that his wife was already planning to leave him, to leave this world and he would no longer see her again.
This made him realize that he couldn't let Zhen-Zhen go. He didn't want her to leave or else, his heart would be dead again. Just thinking about not seeing her again Tristan's heart became broken again.
And he thought it would be beyond repairable once it would get broken again because of Zhen-Zhen.
In his relationship with Zhen-Zhen, he knew that he had a lot of shortcomings. He had never experienced having a serious relationship with a woman before.
Yes, he was a certified Cassanova and a playboy. That's his expertise. But when it came to the commitment and a serious relationship, he was a certified beginner, a novice.
He asked Zhen-Zhen to marry him before without thinking that he would end up falling to her. It just so happened.
This was the first time he took his relationship with a woman seriously. That explained why Tristan committed a lot of mistakes, causing Zhen-Zhen to be hurt in the process.
He was a total jerk at the beginning who tried to take advantage of her, using her for his own gains. He wanted to have a second chance to make everything right and to have a fresh start with his wife.
"Am I going to die? Will I not see Zhen-Zhen again? Lord, please give me another chance. I still want to be with my wife." Tristan was silently praying.
He remembered that he was stabbed by the man in a black robe. That person wanted to kill his wife, fortunately, he came on time. He couldn't understand why he was calling Zhen-Zhen evil.
Zhen-Zhen was just mad at him that she tried to hurt him. But honestly, he was shaken when he saw Zhen-Zhen throwing the fireball in his direction.
But he could tell that Zhen-Zhen was not in her usual self. Maybe it was because of him. He had hurt her feelings so he couldn't blame her for her action. He was the one at fault.
He was hurt physically by Zhen-Zhen but he hurt her emotionally. He thought he deserved some beatings from his wife. So he didn't hate her for trying to harm him.
'Argh, Did I die? Why is it I can't feel the pain anymore? When the sword was buried at my back I felt a burning sensation. I felt very weak plus my whole body was aching. But the pain was already gone. Am I dead?' Tristan pondered to himself.
It did not take long when Tristan finally opened his eyes. The first thing that greeted his sight was the white ceiling. He blinked his eyes several times to clear his vision.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis eyes peered at his surroundings. The ceiling looked familiar. He was now in his room.
"Am I alive?" Tristan mumbled as he sat up. He checked his body and pinched his hand. He was not dreaming. He was back in his apartment.
He heaved a sigh of relief after knowing that he didn't die. But he felt disappointed when he didn't see Zhen-Zhen the moment he opened his eyes.
Then a surge of panic resurfaced in his face. "Where is Zhen-Zhen?!! Where's my wife? Did she leave me?"
Tristan immediately got off the bed and stood up to find Zhen-Zhen in the house. His heart was beating so fast. He was nervous and frightened.
What if he's too late? What if Zhen-Zhen went back to her world already?
Tristan felt like he was going nuts. He felt miserable just thinking about that possibility.
Tristan rushed out of his room, searching Zhen-Zhen all over the house. When he went to her room, Tristan found her.
'Oh, Thank God! She's here!' Tristan felt relieved when he saw Zhen-Zhen sitting on her bed.
But Tristan frowned when he noticed something. Zhen-Zhen was not alone in her room. She was holding the hand of a man who was lying on her bed. And Zhen-Zhen was crying.