My Most Precious Wife

Chapter 455 At Least We Tried

Emily was taken aback. Had she heard it wrong?

She was muddled and could only muster a stiff smile. "Well, Terry, I'm a mother of two."

She did not have the qualification to fall in love, or even get married.

Terry stared at her, disapproving. "So what?"

So what? She had two children.

And he, a single man, lived here, got a good job, and was now the minister of a large security group,

and had a very bright future.

With his good condition, of course, he should find a young and beautiful single woman.

And she, infamous, had been raised by men.

In this life, Emily didn’t plan to find another man at all. She could live a good life with two children by

herself.

"Terry, I don't know what you're feeling tonight, but I'm really not for you."

She struggled and wanted to take her hand back.

But Terry tightened his grip and refused to let her back down.

"Why not? Haven't we gotten along enough these last two years? Did I do something wrong that made

you unhappy?"

Terry was a little nervous. No, he’d been nervous ever since he heard Joe's words and decided to

confess to her.

"Emily, tell me what you don't like about me, and I'll change it. I'll change it right away. I really can

change it."

"No, Terry, you are good? You are always good."

He was perfect as a friend and as a "dad" to her two children.

But she couldn’t tell why she didn’t like him.

"Do you understand? I have children."

"I said I don’t mind." The one who didn’t understand was her!

"I liked you. I have always liked you. Since two years ago, nay, since many years ago, I fell in love with

you."

Probably all over the world, she was the only one who did not know his mind.

Had he really repressed it so deeply that she could not feel it?

No wonder even Joe said he was stupid. He just couldn’t show his love.

"I'm sorry. I should have told you early so you could have understood me sooner."

His forehead and face were slightly sweaty from the strain, and even his palms were almost wet with

sweat.

"I've really liked you for a long time, Emily. Give me a chance to be a real father to your children, will

you?"

Emily didn't speak. Her fingertips were shaking.

"What can I make you believe me?" Terry was anxious.

Emily shook her head. In fact, given what she knew about Terry, what he was saying wasn't a joke.

She just didn't expect that things would develop like this.

For two years, they'd been getting along like family.

All of a sudden, she felt uneasy to break this relationship.

"Terry..."

"I know I shouldn't give you a hard time. I am so impulsive."

Terry was never willing to make her feel bad.

He would be softhearted when he saw her awkward look.

If Joe saw this scene now, he would nag again.

Terry loosened his grip, got up, and headed for the bathroom.

He needed to calm down. Maybe a cold shower would be a good idea.

"Don't be angry. I won't say it again."

His drunk eyes were hazy, but now he had calmed down. And there was a trace of disappointment that

could hardly be seen in his eyes.

He made his way to the bathroom, his tall figure shaking slightly.

He pushed the bathroom door open and was about to enter when Emily whispered, "Terry..."

Terry stood tall, his hands on the bathroom door, his fingertips tightened, but he didn't dare look back at

her.

Did she want to speak to him?

Was it hope, or outright rejection?

He didn't know that he could be so panic. He didn't know what to do about it.

If she wanted him to leave...

He knew that a confession of love usually resulted in one of two things, success or a complete

rejection.

But it was probably impossible for him to get back to his old calm.

This was the risk of confession, but he couldn't take any risk.

"Emily," Terry's back was indescribably stiff, and she could even see a hint of despair from him.

He looked at his hands, but never looked back at her. "I'm fine. Even if you don’t need me, the children

need me. Don’t ask me to leave..."

"I want to have a try."

Emily's words completely shut down all Terry's words.

He opened his eyes wide and looked back at her, afraid that he had misunderstood her.

"You... Would you like to... give me a chance?"

"No..."

"Emily..." Terry's mood was like a roller coaster, roaring up and down.

It was very afflictive!

What on earth did she mean?

"I'm not giving you a chance. I'm trying to give myself a chance." This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Emily breathed a sigh of relief. She was more nervous than Terry. She was nervous about the future.

"If you really don't mind that I have children..."

"I don't mind. Why should I? I'd love that! No, that's not what I meant! I mean, I'm..."

He just wanted to tell her that no matter what she had been through, if she was willing to give him a

chance, it would be the luckiest thing in the world for him.

Terry hated that he couldn't even say a few simple words right now.

He really didn't mean anything, he really just... just too excited.

Emily was amused by his tense.

Smile gradually crept on her lips.

"But I don't know if I can forget the past completely and be with you with all my heart. I... I can only try."

"Yes, yes!"

Terry walked quickly up to her, his fingers shaking with excitement.

He wanted to hold her close, but he was afraid that his impulse would frighten her.

He was like a knuckle-headed boy. He didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Emily was less upset seeing him like this.

Actually, Terry was really perfect. He was really good.

She feared that she was not worthy of him.

"Do you really want to try it with me? If in the end, I still can't forget the past..."

"That return to what it is like now. It is fine. At least, you gave me a chance. We’ve tried!"

Terry finally pulled her over and hugged her.

"I will try to make you happy. I will make you and the children happy, I will!"