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Maya furrowed her brow, not expecting him to find this place. With the previous experience in mind, she couldn’t help but worry that he might engage in more extreme behavior again.
“Owen, what are you here for again?”
This time, Owen was not annoyed at all. Instead, he pulled the corners of his mouth and then took out a fruit knife from his pocket, wanting to hand it to Maya.
“Maya, the couple tattoo we got before has been washed off. I have been wanting to get a new one. Can you give me a chance?”
He pointed to his chest, where there were still scars from the punishment he had received months ago and had not yet healed.
“Help me carve your name on this piece.”
Maya looked at him coldly, showing no intention of taking the fruit knife, and she held onto Liam’s arm even tighter.
It seemed as if Owen had predicted Maya’s reaction, so he just smiled dismissively.
“Okay, since you don’t want to help me carve, I’ll do it myself.”
Just as he finished speaking, he stabbed himself in the chest with the tip of the knife!
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He was stung deeply this time, blood gushed out instantly, staining his white shirt a deep red.
If you just want to carve a name, you can make the cut shallow, but he made it exceptionally deep.
He smiled with his mouth open, his lips already sore and turning pale.
But he seemed to feel no pain, took another step forward, his gaze fixed firmly on Maya.
“Maya, your name has a total of seventeen strokes, I will stab myself
seventeen times.”
Based on the depth just now, if you were to stab yourself seventeen times, you would undoubtedly die!
Maya was shaking with anger: “Owen, you went to great lengths to ruin my wedding.”
“Maya, I didn’t come to ruin your wedding, I just came to take you away,” he said, lifting his eyes slightly and mustering the last of his fading energy. “Come with me, okay?”
Maya had only one sentence: “Impossible.”
Owen fell silent for a moment, then he struck again with a second
blow.
Blood flowed down his chest, sliding from his shins to the ground, leaving bloody footprints where he had stepped.
Maya watched his movements, still without making a move.
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The third cut, the fourth cut, the fifth cut…
Owen dug deeper and deeper, each thrust filled with a kind of hopeful anticipation. It was as if as long as he dug deep enough, the person he longed for day and night would take notice of him.
But he was wrong.
Maya didn’t even bat an eyelash, there was only disgust in her eyes.
He even advised him, “What you are doing is useless, it will only make me more annoyed with you.”
Owen didn’t understand.
Why did it become more annoying?
Shouldn’t she have felt a little bit sorry for him, seeing him in so much pain?
Even if it’s just a little bit.
But he stared at it for a long time, and never saw the emotion he wanted from those eyes.
He suddenly felt a little annoyed and sped up the pace of his hands.
After a few moments, his forehead had already started to break out in a cold sweat, his black hair sticking wetly to his forehead, his face as pale as paper, even his lips were a grayish white.
Only those black eyes never wavered from start to finish.
The thirteenth cut, the fourteenth cut, the fifteenth cut…
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He trembled as he spoke, “Maya…”
Maya did not respond to him.
The seventeenth cut.
With the final blow, Owen’s strength was completely exhausted in that moment. He couldn’t even hold the knife steady, and it fell to the ground with a loud clang.
He stood still, his clothes in front were already completely torn, and the word “Maya” was carved bloody on his chest.
Maya was still standing not far away, holding Liam’s hand, with no warmth in her eyes.
Looking into Liam’s eyes, Owen knew in that moment that he had lost.
He opened his mouth and found that his throat was blocked by something, making his voice hoarse and unpleasant.
He still spoke the last words in this voice.
“Maya, I’m sorry… I love you…”
He lay in a pool of blood, at the moment when his hearing was about to fade away, he heard the noise of the crowd, the ringing of the
ambulance…
And a very light but very familiar sigh.
He knew it was Maya who was sighing.
As if the wound had been soothed in an instant, a final tear fell from
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the corner of Owen’s eye.
After he was taken away, Liam urgently sent someone to clean up the wedding scene, making all traces disappear at a very fast pace.
The wedding continued.
Maya slipped the ring onto Liam’s ring finger and said the words “I do”.
They kissed amidst the blessings of everyone, expressing their love to each other.
That night, they left countless marks on each other’s bodies, with only each other in their eyes and only able to hear each other’s gasps and whispers.
“Maya, I really loved you.”
She grabbed his hand tightly and said, “Liam, me too.”
After Maya fell asleep, Liam tenderly kissed her forehead.
The wind blew the diary, blowing it to the last page.
“Today I married the woman I love the most. I love her very much, and I am the happiest person in the world.”
