Chapter 100

Giselle shook her head. Only then did Reagan leave the room. Left alone, she stared up at the ceiling, her mind blurry. The memory of Gavin walking away with Chantelle in his arms, without even glancing back, kept replaying in her head. Who would have thought that the man who had so easily abandoned her was the same one who, half an hour earlier, had told her they would live well from now on? Live well from now on? No, there was no "from now on" left for them. Giselle shut her eyes, and two warm tears slid from the corners of her eyes. Yes. There was no future anymore. This time, she was truly cutting ties with the past. … Meanwhile, Gavin was pacing the ward in circles. Unable to reach Giselle, he was becoming frantic. Chantelle's eyes were rimmed red. "Gavin, I told you to save Giselle first, but you wouldn't listen." Gavin tried to reassure her. "You're not well. She's stronger than you. Nothing would've happened to her. She's probably just angry and ignoring my calls on