Chapter 560
Sweet Subterfuge
âThen, why Larissa felt as if a foreign object was dislodged in her throat, making it difficult for her to even gulp, let alone speak.
She had to increase the rate of her breathing to cope with the suffocating feeling in her chest.
âââGary dared not meet her gaze as he spoke in a voice that was barely audible, âIâm afraid that youâll hate me.â
He had a despondent expression on his face and his words carried a trace of uncertainty.
Larissa stared at him intently.
Gary did not seem to be lying and his emotions felt genuine.
The realization of his sincerity made Larissa calm down gradually.
Her tears stopped and her breathing slowed down to a steady pace.
âI donât hate you.â
Her voice was gentle and soft, but the words she said lifted up the immense burden that was weighing down heavily on Garyâs heart.
Garyâs hand that was holding on to Larissa shook with emotion, as it his body was jolted by electricity.
âLari â Tears welled up in his eyes and his lips trembled inexplicably.
Her response was beyond Garyâs expectations. At that moment, he was so happy that he couldnât find the exact words to express his delight.
Wishing to hug Larissa in his embrace, Gary wanted to comfort and treasure her in order to make up for all those years that he was absent from here, however.
Her weakened state was a constant reminder that he had to make those who hurt her pay the price.
Thinking of that, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, startling Larissa when she noticed it Despite that, his usual kind gaze returned in a blink of an eye, as if that instant was just a figment of her imagination.
âItâs my fault. As your father, I should have looked for you.â Gary said quiltily, hanging his head.
Both of their hearts were strangely warmed when Gary linally addressed himself as Larissaâs lather.
âYou donât need to apologize.â Larissa had never blamed him for abandoning her. Before she found out about his existence, she had always assured that he was dead. âI donât know what happened back then, but I think you must have had your own reasons.â
Larissa halfâguessed that the main culprit who broke up the family was likely her vain, conceited mother.
Gary was a victim just like her.
Larissaâs understanding of him Intensified the anguish in Garyâs heart. Blinking, tears spilled out from his eyes and rolled down his cheeks.
He had his reasons.
Of course, he had his reasons.
But those reasons were not enough to justify his absence all these years.
He could never forgive himself for letting Larissa be abused by Yvette for so many years and even now âAre you hurting anywhere? You got a concussion due to cervical dislocation, in addition to a shin and wrist fracture.â
After listening to his description, Larissa finally realized how severe her condition was âNot really, Iâm just feeling a little sore in my back, itâs probably because I laid down for too long.â
âItâs possible that the anesthetic on your leg had not worn off yet. Since you had surgery this afternoon, your leg might start to hurt in the Later hall of the night.â Gary explained.
âHow long have I slept?â she asked out of curiosity.
âOne whole day.â Gary showed her his index finger. âYou have been unconscious since the incident yesterday afternoon. Thank goodness. you finally woke up.â