Chapter 117
"Gloria, you don't need to do anything. Just stay there, and I'll come to you and hug you. Leave everything to me. If you don't give it a try, how can you taste the feeling of happiness? I won't make you sad or let you cry again."
Derrick promised her and he almost convinced Gloria.
Meanwhile, Patrick's voice echoed in her mind.
"Gloria, do you think the current you deserve happiness?"
Patrick's and Derrick's words kept repeating in Gloria's mind, and she had a headache.
She roared inwardly, 'Happiness? Do I deserve it? I am a wretch! Mica died because of me! However, I am going to get the kind of happiness that everyone desires.
Absurd!
If Mica had not died because of me, she would have lived a happy life.'
Pain, regret, self-denial, self-loathing... emotions overwhelmed her.
Gloria was almost out of control. She couldn't distinguish the difference between her and Mica's happiness.
She thought subconsciously that she was living for Mica to redeem herself. Because
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