She stared at him with empty eyes.
Inside she was seething with rage, look at him, he can completely shove his sins behind the rugs and still feel okay as if he has done nothing wrong.
She's the one feeling tormented...he's not.
She can't move on...he already moves on.
In the end, she will suffer more... he will suffer less because he got lots of money, he can have many women as he like...
John took advantage of her silence.
He holds both her hands and showered them with kisses. "Are you gonna keep condemning me for the rest of my life with that single mistake? Please have mercy on me. Please, don't cancel our wedding, Cath," he begged, fear was gnawing at his stomach. It's the repetitive canceling of their wedding that gives him the trauma.
She stared at his downcast head. "Huh? Who is canceling the wedding? Not me?" she said.
