Chapter 198 Don’t Abandon Me 2

“Are you the woman you met in India?”

Troy asks her coldly without any expressions on his face, not even a trace of exasperation.

“Yes…”

She’s so honest that he says nothing before sliding in his car to drive away.

Karin breaks down and falls to the ground, trying to cry out while she fails. She hurts the man she loves
the most; she hurts the man she wants to marry.

He can’t take it as he shows no emotions.

It’s late at night, and the leaves are rustling in the gentle breeze as if they are laughing at her.

She stutters and stands up, trying to go home. Troy is too sad that he leaves her here alone.

She gets a cab to drive her home, only to find his car isn’t parked in their garage. She sadly guesses
that he won’t come home tonight.

She goes upstairs in despair and sits on the perch of her bed until the dawn, not turning on the lights.

Yuma comes to knock on the door for a while, and she opens it for her. “Miss Karin, time for breakfast.”

Looking around to find Troy’s not in the room, Yuma asks, “Weren’t him home last night?”

She shakes her head and says, “I don’t want to have breakfast today.” Then she closes the door.

Robert calls her up at the noon, and she picks it up. “Hello?”

“Karin, Troy doesn’t go to work today.”



She closes her eyes and says in a shivering tone, “I told him all…”

“What?”

Robert gets anxious. “I told you not. How can you tell him the truth?”

“I can’t lie to him anymore.”

“But now Troy must get mad. He’s never absent from work for no reasons. Now he powers off his
phone and I can’t contact him.”

“Sorry, but I don’t regret...”

Karin weeps and hangs up, tears trickling down her cheeks. She can’t stop crying as she knows that
Troy gets lost for no reason.

She’s really exhausted and she just wants to have a sleep in the house where they’ve stayed for years
together. She won’t wake up until he comes home.

When she wakes up, it’s the next dawn. She subconsciously reaches out for him on her right, only to
find he hasn’t come home yet. Maybe he’ll leave here forever.

Knowing he won’t come here anymore, she still wants to wait for him in the house. When she knew
he’d marry Mia, she wanted to leave him, but he insisted that she should stay with him. Now she’s the
one that wants him to stay with her.

Walking to the outside, she sits on the swing chair and thinks of her grandma’s words. Her love is her
own business, and it’s up to her.

After deliberation, she realizes that if she doesn’t want to give up on it, she should fight for it.

Then she quickly runs into the house and rushes out with her bag.



She wants to find Troy at all costs as she wants him to forgive her like Troy did for her.

She calls Robert to ask him, “Do you find him?”

“Not yet?”

“If you find him, please contact me.”

“Okay.”

She’s been searching for him the whole day until the night falls. She’s been everywhere he loves to go,
but she can’t find any traces of him.

She looks confused as if she’s lost something precious. Sure, she’s lost her precious lover.

Her phone rings off again, which makes her anticipated, but when she looks at the number, she’s
disappointed. “…Hello?”

“What’s wrong with you? Why did you tell him?”

Billie calls to reprimand her as she really cares about her.

“How can you know it?”

“Robert told me and wanted me to soothe you.”

“I’m all right. I’m busy now.”

“Busy finding him? Robert’s his loyal friend and he can’t find Troy, not to mention you.”

Billie’s words render Karin speechless. “I’ve told you not to tell him. Now he’s missing, but the wedding
is around the corner. It’s can’t be delayed again…”



She sadly hangs up as she refuses to hear words like those, though Billie truly cares for her.

Another three days passing by, nobody can find Troy. All they know is that Robert still stays in Zurich.

At the edge of despair, good new is brought to her by Robert that Troy is in a villa on some small
island.

Then she instantly goes to find him by sea with Robert. It’s quite around, and she can’t believe Troy
can hide himself here.

Sitting in a corner of the yacht, Karin looks at the shores, not knowing what to say when she meets
Troy. She just wants to see him first.

“How did you find him here?”

Getting off the yacht, she asks Robert gently when she notices all the beautiful villas around.

“By accident. Four years ago, Troy wanted to develop here into a holiday village but the project failed
for some reason. But he bought a villa here as he used to live here for a few days.”

Then they stop at the door of a villa, and Robert sighs, “I’ll leave you two together alone.”

“Are you going back?”

“Yes.”

She nods. “Okay. Bye”

Before leaving, he turns back and says, “If he doesn’t forgive you, remember to call me, and I’ll pick
you up.”



“I won’t go back home until he forgives me.”

Never will she give up unless she’s dead.

Robert sighs and shakes his head, then he leaves…

It takes her long to ring the doorbell.

Finally, Troy opens the door. Karin gets hurt when she finds him so haggard as if he’s not the Troy she
used to know. He used to care about his beautiful appearance, but now he has void eyes and he smells
like he’s got tons of wine.

“Troie…”

Tears running out, Karin is desperate to hold him in her arms, but he pushes her away and shut the
door.

“Troie, open the door. Troie, open it up for me. Troie, I can explain…”

Karin knocks on the door hard as she never thinks that he’d refuse to see her.

Hands numb, voice husky, but she’s still ignored by Troy. She sadly crouches down in front of the door.
She’ll wait out of his villa until he lets her in.

Troy gets hurt by her and he leaves her alone out of his villa for the whole night.

Stubborn and anticipated, Karin has waited for a night and a day.

On the next evening, Troy finally opens the door with remorseless words. “Go home. I don’t want to see
you at the moment.”

She tries so hard to break into his villa, only to find the wine bottles scattered on the floor.



“Are you trying to indulge yourself with wine?”

She turns around to face him, questioning.

“Get out! I don’t want to talk to you.”

He looks so haggard that there are stabs around his mouth.

Sinking into the sofa with exhaustion, he opens another bottle of wine. With one leg placed on the
table, he pours the wine into his mouth as if he has drinking water. Karin cares for him so much that
she grabs his bottle away. “Stop torturing yourself! Come at me and take it out at
me!”

“Are you trying to indulge yourself with wine?”

She turns around to face him, questioning.

“Get out! | don’t want to talk to you.”

He looks so haggard that there are stabs around his mouth.

Sinking into the sofa with exhaustion, he opens another bottle of wine. With one leg placed on the
table, he pours the wine into his mouth as if he has drinking water. Karin cares for him so much that
she grabs his bottle away. “Stop torturing yourself! Come at me and take it out at

me!”



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