How could the girl he raised, the woman he loved, be with another man?
Even if Kathleen hated him and resented him, even if she were unwilling to forgive him for the rest of her life, he would never be able to watch Kathleen be with another man.
This was simply more difficult for him to accept than taking his life!
Just thinking about it made him feel angry.
Kathleen could only be his!
Carlos looked at John's expression and sighed softly, "In the end, Kathleen still cares about what happened four years ago?"
"After all, she really nearly lost her life!"
"In other words, she was someone who had died once. If you still want to ask for her forgiveness, it won't be that easy."
As he spoke, he poured himself a glass of wine and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking up to the first floor.
A bitter smile rose at the corner of his mouth.
