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Chapter 86 Love and Hatred Intertwined
Chapter 86 Love and Hatred Intertwined
Chapter 86 Love and Hatred Intertwined
Jacob surveyed the not-so-spacious apartment, every corner bearing traces of Avery.
Seeing the baby crib in the room, the only thing she took from their marital home, stirred complex
emotions in Jacob.
The moment Avery jumped, he didn't hesitate to follow, and in that instant, he understood one thing.
No matter how much he hated her, he couldn't let go of his love for her, as love and hatred intertwined.
It was like a thorny rope tightly entwining them, unable to be unraveled even as they both bled
profusely.
He gradually pushed Avery into the abyss, yet he, too, was on the brink of falling off the cliff.
Jacob picked up the stuffed toy on the bed, thinking about the hundreds of nights over the past two
years when Avery could only sleep while holding onto this doll.
If that incident hadn't happened, he would have been a good husband and a good father.
Avery, every time he thought of this name, his heart still overflowed with love.
He simply couldn't completely let her go.
After spending a while in the bathroom, Avery finally felt a little better.
She slowly got up from the floor, dragging her body covered in cold sweat towards the living room.
She thought Jacob, a man who valued time so much, would have left long ago, but when she looked
up, she saw him leaning against the balcony.
The sparks between his fingers flickered unpredictably, and it seemed like his addiction to cigarettes
had grown even stronger.
To Avery's surprise, Jacob hadn't left yet.
Or was he waiting to further humiliate himself?
As she thought of this, Avery's eyes darkened a bit. She took a sip of lukewarm water to moisten her
throat.
Then, with slow steps, she walked towards Jacob.
"Are we doing it here or on the bed?" Her tone was indifferent as if it were just a matter of routine.
Jacob looked up, his gaze falling on her pale face, and blew out a smoke ring. "In your eyes, am I just a
lecher?"
"If you're not doing it, then I'm going to sleep. Suit yourself." Avery's face remained cold. She was
grateful to have escaped a disaster, and right now, all she wanted was to rest. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.
As she heard the door close, Jacob shook off the ash from his cigarette. This was clearly the kind of
relationship he wanted.
So why was he so unhappy?
Was it because there was no longer any light in her eyes when she looked at him?
The door creaked open, and he saw her curled up on the small bed. Her frail body filled the bed
completely, and she had to curl up to fit.
But only this way could she feel safe.
In the darkness, Jacob stood in front of the small bed, gazing at Avery for a long time. Avery was
simply too tired. She couldn't be bothered with Jacob. With the remaining traces of alcohol, she fell
asleep.
It wasn't until early the next morning that she woke up, and Jacob was actually on the master bed.
Uncharacteristically, he didn't taunt or mock her. He simply went to the bathroom out of habit.
At that moment, the doorbell rang. Avery, in her pajamas and yawning, opened the door.
Outside stood Nicholas, holding some New Year goods.
"It's almost New Year. I bought some things for you."
"Nic, you don't have to..." Avery hadn't finished speaking when Jacob, wrapped in a bath towel and still
dripping with water, walked out of the bathroom.