Thea Yates didn't speak, just stared at Jacob Lee.
"Don't you know? Then let me help you answer. You said you found a better man. You said, I'm sorry, but the man I want to spend my life with isn't like you."
Jacob Lee shrugged, "So, didn't I get it exactly right?"
"That day was our ten-year anniversary, but what I got was a remark like that. At that time, I felt like my damn ten years of feelings were fed to the dogs!"
That day, did I plead with you even once? Did I beg you even once?
Thea Yates, I let you go then, and I also said that from now on if we meet, we should act as if we don't know each other! And there was no chance for us to get back together."
After finishing this last sentence, Jacob Lee stared straight at Thea Yates.
He couldn't deny it.
At this moment, there was still a part of Jacob Lee that dared to wish.
He wished that the things he recounted could move Thea Yates, even hoping to see her eyes turn red.
