But who knew that her heart would be broken before she said it.
This time, Harold rejected her with his actions.
That night, she saw him appear with Viola, who was younger than her and blocked her in the corner and kissed her.
At this moment, Beatrice finally didn’t want to deceive herself anymore.
She pressed her chest hard and gasped, tears falling in big drops.
Even though there were always women around him, Beatrice was only willing to believe that he was cold and never cared about anyone.
Now she had given up, admitting that she had always been just a whim of his.
Harold had never loved her.
So, she was ready to let go completely.
In front of the camera, Harold and Viola held hands tightly, their eyes affectionate and passionate.
Beatrice pursed her chapped lips and this longing for unattainable love deeply hurt her.
Just the day before yesterday, Harold was photographed going in and out of the hotel with Viola to buy gifts for the elders, suspected to be preparing to meet the parents.
At the beginning of the new year, the bell struck twelve.
Beatrice raised her hand and turned off the TV.
She knew that Harold would bring Viola home for New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.