Chapter 17 " I'm sorry … I'm so sorry … " Damien's voice was hoarse as he apologized repeatedly . However , the person who truly needed to hear it was no longer by his side . Tears blurred his vision . The image of the first time he met Celeste appeared in his mind's eye . It had been an ordinary summer afternoon when a sudden sunshower broke out . She didn't have an umbrella and wore a white dress .

Upon being soaked by the rain , her dress clung tightly to her body and turned somewhat translucent . She realized her wardrobe malfunction and tried helplessly to protect her dignity . However , the heavy raindrops fell nonstop , drenching her . Damien had been driving past . He merely glanced at her , but his attention was drawn to her in an instant . His heart started pounding uncontrollably . At that moment , he knew that he had fallen for her .

He stopped his car , opened the door , and asked her , " Do you want to get in and sort yourself out ? It looks like you're in a bit of a tough spot . " Celeste lifted her head at the sound of his voice . The moment their eyes met , Damien's heart nearly leapt out of his chest . His brain stopped working , and all he could hear was the sound of his heartbeat . However , when Celeste saw him , she immediately became wary and rejected him without hesitation . " I'm sorry .

Thank you for your kindness , but that won't be necessary . " Damien didn't want this chance to slip by . Seeing that she was about to leave , he ignored all reason and grabbed her hand . He brought her into the car and even took off his coat to drape over her shoulders . " Don't worry . I won't get into the car . This rain probably won't last long . Just wait it out and you'll be fine . " As he spoke , he foolishly stood outside the car, letting the rain soak him through .

He didn't recall having an umbrella . Maybe it was because love had come abruptly , causing him to forget everything else or maybe he just wanted to spend more time with her . Later , he shamelessly asked for her contact information , looked into her daily routines , and deliberately created countless coincidental encounters . He had also confessed his love to her countless times . The day she finally accepted his love was the happiest day of his life .

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Damien had never thought he could love someone like this . After all , he saw the precedent his parents had set . His father was a monster incapable of love . He never turned any women away and would experience what love felt like through those women . It wasn't until he met Damien's mother , who became the exception . He didn't love her , but he wanted to have her . Without a care in the world , he took her home by force , making her bear his child even though she loved someone else .

Unable to accept that she had given birth to the child of the man who had ruined her life , and unable to escape , she took her life in front of Damien . As a little boy , he witnessed his mother's death and his father's cold - blooded madness . Thus , Damien always thought that he wouldn't love anyone else , just like his father . འཇ ཝཿན ཇ ཕོང ཝའོ བ རཾ བོ ཕེ But now, he had truly become his parents ' child .

He loved someone with all his heart , like his mother , but he deeply hurt the person he loved , like his father . Damien blamed himself and drank nonstop . He had no idea how long he had been drinking , but the bottles around him were all empty , scattered messily across the floor . He lay on the couch , drunk out of his mind , and curled up into an insecure ball . Even though he had drunk so much that his stomach had begun to hurt , he didn't bat an eye . He had no intention of getting up .

Only the deathly pallor of his face showed how fragile he truly was at that moment . Damien silently endured the pain as a punishment . He felt apologetic . Celeste's pain had to be a thousand times worse than this when she was tortured . He slowly closed his eyes , feeling hopeless and wishing that he would just die . Everything before his eyes went dark , and his consciousness gradually faded away . In his daze , he felt as though he had gone back in time .

He used to have a weak stomach and would occasionally have stomach aches . Although Celeste was not very good at cooking , she still learned how to make meals that were easy on the stomach and cooked them for him . She even made sure he ate on time . That simple warmth from the past was now something he could never feel again . Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad thing if he died .