Chapter 392

After Naomi left, Brendan turned to face the floor-length windows and put his hands into his pockets. Brendan's eyes were bloodshot at the thought of how Naomi already had a child and was desperate to leave him. Tears started to fall from his eyes and his nose turned red as well. He had never shed a tear for anyone in his 29 years of life. However, on that day, he broke down. The stabbing pain in his heart made it impossible for him to breathe. He even wished that Naomi had taken a knife and stabbed him in the heart to end the pain instead of throwing a vase at him. He took off his glasses to pinch the bridge of his nose. His sleeve and hand quickly became stained with blood from the bleeding wound on his head. Brendan had forgotten about his injury entirely. They had always been a part of each other's lives ever since they could remember. Why did Naomi have to hurt him so deeply every time? Why did she have to push him to the brink of death? He had indeed made a mista