Chapter 211 I Have Never Loved You

Robbie's long eyelashes flickered. I was a little afraid of waking him up.

I looked at him closely and could clearly smell the faint smell of alcohol in his breath.

From the buttons of his shirt that he had unbuttoned, I could faintly see the scars that hadn't fully
recovered after his last injury.

He took a deep breath and murmured, "Jasmine."

I couldn't help but answer him, "I'm here. I'm here."

With a smile on his face, Robbie tightened his grip on my photo.

I felt a little sad, and at this moment, my heart was filled with warmth and hope.

Robbie moved his body. I thought he would sleep for a long time, but he suddenly opened his eyes and
looked at me. There was no surprise in his eyes.

He frowned more tightly than before. He suddenly sat up and distanced himself from me. "Why are you
here?"

I feel a little uncomfortable about his reaction. Because of this alienation, I instinctively distanced
myself from him.

"I'm here for Xenia."

"She should be in her own room."

"I saw her. She is still sleeping. I saw Vann, too."

Robbie took a deep breath and rubbed his temples. "This guy!"



I looked at Robbie, but he tried his best to avoid me, which was extremely incompatible with his usual
calmness.

"I really admire the character of Xenia. She likes whoever she likes and chooses to be brave
regardless of the consequences. Vann is also a person who doesn't seem to care much about Xenia at
ordinary times. I didn't expect that they have chosen to be together so soon."

"Ignorant people are fearless," said him indifferently.

Robbie stood up from the bed. "I think I have something to deal with. I'm leaving now. Are you waiting
for Xenia to wake up?"

I quickly stood up with him. "Are you leaving again? How long are you going to hide from me?"

With his back to me, he looked so lonely.

I took a deep breath. It really took a lot of courage to say what I had always kept in my heart, especially
for someone who didn't have much confidence like me.

"Robbie, I meant what I said in the car that day. What about you? Are you serious?"

After pausing for a few seconds, he asked, "What do you mean? I don't remember."

"If you don't remember, I can say it again."

"No, it's not necessary."

I bit my lips and said, "Don't you ever love me? I still remember that you said you would divorce and
marry me that day. Are you lying to me?"

Still, he didn't turn his head. "Yes, I'm lying to you. I thought you couldn't live anymore. I just lied to
make you leave in happiness, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously."



His words were like a knife, stabbing into my heart. It was extremely painful, but no blood could be
seen from outside.

"If you just want me to leave in happiness, why are you in my room and sleeping with my photo in your
hands?"

"I just drank too much. It doesn't mean anything. Please don't guess."

"It turns out that I'm just being oversensitive."

"Yes, you are."

For a second, my tears were about to burst out, but I tried hard to hold them back.

"Today, Rogelio told me that he wanted to hold a wedding ceremony recently."

I tried to notice every change of Robbie's expression. I just wanted to stimulate him.

I saw his hands clenching into fists.

How I wished that he did so because he cared about me and didn't want to leave me.

But after a short silence, he only said in a low voice, "Really? Congratulations."

My voice was trembling. "Now I'm saying that the person I like is you. Do you still want to congratulate
me?"

"Rogelio is my brother. It's not easy for him to wake up miraculously. I hope you can treat him well and
take good care of him. Don't talk nonsense now. I can pretend that you have said nothing."

I walked up to him and stood in front of him. I wanted to fight for my true feelings again.



I saw that his eyes were slightly red.

"Robbie, if you really have me in your heart and if you are willing to take a step closer to me, even just
a small step, I can cancel my wedding with your brother for the sake of you. I am willing to choose you
wholeheartedly and bear all the accusations from others."

Robbie's eyes were filled with criticism. "What kind of woman do you want to be? What kind of man do
you want me to be?"

Taking a deep breath, Robbie continued, "As I said before, my attitude towards you has never
changed. Please be with Rogelio and take care of him. I can pretend that nothing has happened
between the two of us. But if you betray and hurt my brother, I can destroy your career. I can admit that
you are my sister-in-law and I also let you go back to your miserable past if I want."

Robbie's indifference made me feel painful deep inside, and I even didn't want to believe that this was
what he really thought.

"Are you threatening me?"

"I'm warning you," said Robbie in a colder tone.

"Look at me and tell me that you have never liked me, even just a little."

I stared at his evasive eyes. Although he admitted that he had feelings for me only once, I still wanted
an answer.

At last, he stared at me and said in a firm tone, "I have never liked you. If I liked you, I would not marry
you to Rogelio. The reason why I chose you to be my brother's wife is that I think with your family
background, you will cherish everything that Rogelio can give you. For you, he is the biggest luck in



your life. I advise you to do what you should do. You shall think about what a good wife should be like,
instead of saying something that you shouldn't say or do behind your husband's back."

I asked, "Is this your true feeling?"

Again, he nodded his head and said, "Yes!"

My mind was in a mess. "I don't think I can be a good wife. I know I can't face Rogelio's love towards
me when I am in love with his brother. I will tell him that I am not qualified for his love."

I didn't know how to face Robbie now. Facing my true feelings now was the only thing I could do.

"No," said him in an urgent voice.

"Why? Why not?" I turned back and looked at him.

Taking a deep breath, he slowly closed his eyes and opened them again. "Rogelio really loves you. He
needs you."


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