It took him a long time to say the next sentence.
"Donald, will you treat her well? Can you handle your marriage with another woman without hurting her? Can you keep her from crying and grieving? Can you take care of her all her life?"
Stuart said one word at a time; his voice was deep and mellow, the sadness in his voice filled the large living room.
Every word was plucking Edie's heartstring.
Donald heard the words and said without hesitation, "Yes, whatever you can do for Edie, I can too, and I won't be worse than you!"
"Ok then, I can set my mind at rest." Stuart took a step backward. This step was a little shaky, and it made Edie worry.
When he stopped talking, she couldn't help asking, "Don't you... Don't you have anything else that you would like to ask me?"
Stuart was slightly distracted when he heard the words and looked at Edie in confusion.
Ask her? What else to ask, his heart was about to break; if he asked again, he would die of pain.
