But now, he understood.
Right or wrong, it no longer mattered. If the rest of his life didn't include Matilda Jenkins, then even if he was right, he would rather be dead.
If he had to watch Matilda Jenkins marry and have children with another man, he imagined he would go crazy with jealousy, losing control and killing that man.
Rather than letting this happen in the future, it was better to cut it off now.
Matilda Jenkins could only marry him, and her child could only call him father.
Sitting on Nolan Morrison's thigh, enduring the peculiar gazes from everyone around, Matilda Jenkins felt uneasy and shy, yet also joyful inside.
She could sense Nolan Morrison's sudden change more clearly and directly than anyone else.
Before, even when they were close, even in their most intimate moments, Matilda Jenkins felt he was always repressed inside; she could be near his body but never touch his heart.
