Chapter 497

In Donovan's mind, Giselle had always been so spirited, charming, and witty. She was carefree, energetic, and fiery. Always full of life, she could do anything she wanted. At this moment, Giselle was a broken shell of her former self. She lay quietly in the bed, no longer able to yell, kick up a scene, or make any infuriating comments. She was silent and motionless. Donovan stared vacantly at Giselle. He could no longer describe the amount of pain he was in. He felt as though he'd soon lose the ability to speak or move and crash out. Three days ago, Giselle was still fine and well. She cried, yelled at him, and fought with him. How did she end up like this when they met again? He regretted giving her the cold shoulder for weeks. He regretted his incident involving another woman. He wished he had behaved a little less cold-blooded and assertive and had shown her more patience. But it was too late. Looking pale, he stared squarely at her. His throat tightened. No words came out.