Chapter 2393

Locke's eyes were lowered, and he was in no mood to listen to what Ole had to say.

All people in this world can be willful, only the one who loves can't.

Even if you are covered in bruises, you must never let the one you love get hurt in the slightest!

Chama, if this is really the life you want, then all I can do is to bless you...

Locke powerlessly pressed his hand on the position of his heart, and temporarily suppressed the throbbing heart palpitations there, his eyes slightly lifted, and he looked at the tightly closed door in a daze.

What they were saying and doing in the room at this moment, since then, has nothing to do with him.

Right now, he will give up his infatuated love that he has been waiting for for many years with his own hands. From now on, he will never see each other again!

The lingering wind danced wildly in the night, swept away the dark clouds, and struck down thunderous lightning bolts.

The ferocious white light tore through the sky, like the last struggle of a dying person!

"Clatter—!"

The downpour of rain was accompanied by the sound of thunder, and the raindrops fell like soybeans, which soon converged into an opaque river, winding its way to the depression.

The gloom that had been stored all day was finally released at this moment, venting like crazy.

In the continuous rain, a figure of Youdao walked gloomyly and alone, his footsteps were so weak that he almost staggered.

He is none other than Locke who sadly left Chama's house.

After agreeing to Ou Lei, Locke turned around and walked out. After all, there was no need to stay there anymore.

The person he had been obsessed with for so many years, just waiting for him to go away with him foolishly, finally lost to responsibility.

Locke's heart was so sad, his nose was heavy, but no tears rolled down.

All his blood and tears had already been swallowed into his heart, circulating in his internal organs, lingering on all his nerves like poison.

The rain on the street was getting heavier and heavier, and there was no one else except Locke.

The wind howled, shaking the trees on both sides of the road, as if they were about to be uprooted in the next second.

Locke walked aimlessly, and his already thin figure looked thinner and more lonely in the strong wind and heavy rain.

He didn't know where he was going, or rather where he could go.

It doesn't matter where you go left or right, where there is no Chama, desolation is written everywhere.

The world is so big, since then, he can no longer find a place that can make him feel warm...

The rain was so fast and violent that the streets merged into rivers, and the rushing water had already submerged Locke's calves.

He was drenched all over long ago, and he didn't care about the wetness under his feet at this moment. He walked gloomy and lonely like a carrion that had lost its soul, without direction or goal.

"Squeak - ah!"

A luxury car drove quickly with splashes, and then stopped suddenly behind Locke.

The car door was pushed open, and Chama jumped out of it with a worried face.

Ignoring the pouring rain, he caught up with the empty-eyed Locke in two steps, and grabbed his lapel, "It's raining so hard, you're crazy!"

Chama's eyes were red at this time, full of worry and concern.

Just an hour ago, after he and Yong'er entered the wedding room, they sat on the sofa like wooden stakes, preparing to stay until dawn with a blank expression.

Yong'er, who was full of shyness, sat on the marriage bed and waited. He didn't move, and she didn't move either. They didn't know about the conversation between Ou Lei and Locke outside the wedding room.

If it wasn't for the sudden rainstorm behind, Chama even felt that he could sit so stiff until dawn.

When the rumbling thunder suddenly broke out, Chama immediately stood up from the sofa, thinking about the old injuries on Locke's body.

That year, Locke received Duke Good's palm for him, and the injury was very serious. Later, whenever it rained, the wound would ache.

With so much rain tonight, that guy must be holding on in silence again!

Chama's sudden standing up made Yong'er a little nervous, subconsciously looked at him, blushing hotly, "Brother Chama, is... are you going to rest?"

"Yong'er, you know, our wedding was just to appease my mommy, it was not sincere," Chama explained patiently, "I am sorry for you, and I will try my best to make up for it in the future. Except for the responsibilities that a husband has to fulfill And obligations, anything else you want, I can give you."

Yong'er's eyes turned red immediately, unable to accept Chama's straightforward expression.

Before, she had always dreamed that as long as she could marry Chama, sooner or later she would be able to warm him with her tenderness, make him understand her goodness, and gradually fall in love with her.

But now, Chama, who she was envious of with all her heart and eyes, told her sincerely that she could give her anything, but what she couldn't give was her responsibility and obligation as a husband.

Oh, what a ridiculous and ironic answer!

She was so unbearable, so lowly that he refused to even give her a chance, and directly denied it!

Yong'er clenched his fists in embarrassment, and looked at Chama with tears in his eyes, "Brother Chama, am I that bad? So bad that you don't even need to think about it, just reject me thousands of miles away?"

"No, you are fine and perfect." Chama sincerely apologized, "Yong'er, this matter is my fault, I will make it up to you in the future, sorry."

"But I don't want to hear sorry." Yong'er shook his head helplessly, "Brother Chama, can't you try to get along with me? I'm not that bad, really, as long as you..."

Before Yong'er could finish speaking, Chama had already opened the door and walked out, "I'm going out for a while, I'll be back soon."

It's not that Chama doesn't understand Yong'er's feelings for him, but he has always been frank, especially when it comes to feelings.

Marrying Yong'er was really a helpless move to appease the critically ill Ou Lei, and he would never be able to do anything else.

Even if it was perfunctory against his will, he couldn't tell.

The red candles in the new house were still flickering, and Yong'er leaned on the bed in a daze, looking sadly at Chama who had disappeared by the door, and sat down exhausted.

The corners of her lips were filled with a bitter smile, and her white teeth bit her red lips fiercely, and soon tiny bloodshots ooze out.

But Yong'er didn't realize it, the originally gentle eyes were covered with a ruthless and crazy cold light.

Tonight was supposed to be the most memorable wedding night for her and Chama, but she had to guard the new house alone in the precarious wind and rain...

How could she maintain her previous gentleness and dignity due to such a shameful humiliation?

If you have to fight to get something, then she doesn't mind using some tricks!

From the moment she and Chama knelt at Ou Lei's feet, she could only be his only wife in this life, and no one was allowed to covet and plunder her!

She would rather go to hell than give up her things to others!

Especially for that Locke who was more beautiful than a woman and bewitched Charma to abandon her on her wedding night, don't even think about it!

Chama didn't know that her uncommunicative departure deepened the resentment in Yong'er's heart, and made her already paranoid mentality completely extreme.