Love Command: Darling, Do You Yield?-Chapter 140 - 141: Injured 2

"I don’t want to go to the hospital." Her lips trembled a little, "Brandan, put me down."

"You now..."

"You say you love me," she looked at him, "but why have you never respected my wishes? My dignity? My awareness? Do they not matter to you? You’re always like this, only hearing what you want, never listening to a single word I say. Brandan, what kind of love is this?"

"..."

"I don’t want to go to the hospital." Iris looked at him, "I’m fine. Let me out of the car."

Brandan looked at her face, covered in blood, she stared at him with stubbornness in her eyes.

Brandan slowly withdrew his hand, feeling very confused for a moment, watching Iris swiftly open the car door and get out as soon as he let go. He sat alone in the car, slowly pressing his forehead.

He couldn’t understand how things became like this.

He almost... once again, almost killed her.

He had promised to treat her well, never to hurt her again, but tonight...

Brandan lowered his head, looking at his hand, still stained with some blood from Iris’s face, he didn’t know when he had touched her.

His heart ached a bit, Brandan pressed his lips tightly, yet his eyes felt hot.

He messed up everything again.

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When Brandan went back inside the house, Lady Hyde was the only one sitting on the sofa.

The bloodstains on the floor had already been cleaned by the servants, leaving no trace.

"Brandan..." Lady Hyde slowly raised her head to look at him, her voice soft, "Iris’s bleeding has stopped. I bandaged her wound. She said she wanted to sleep and went upstairs."

"..."

"How could you hurt her like this?" Lady Hyde covered her mouth in trembling tears, "How could you push her down the stairs? You promised me you’d be better to her..."

She felt deeply sad, along with a hint of despair.

She wasn’t wrong, if Iris stays by Brandan’s side, he could really end up killing her.

She couldn’t understand why Brandan, who was gentle and filial to her and courteous to others, was so cruel to Iris.

Perhaps...

They really shouldn’t be together.

This mutual torment can’t go on.

She could no longer just watch Iris being destroyed by him, she really couldn’t bear it anymore.

When she saw Iris lying on the ground, she truly thought she was dead. At that moment, her heart almost stopped in fear.

She never imagined that coming downstairs, she would witness Brandan throwing Iris from upstairs.

Misunderstanding or not, the result is as it happened.

They truly are incompatible.

Until one of them dies, it won’t end.

"Brandan, I beg you... divorce Iris." She was truly desperate, "Mom really can’t take it anymore."

"......"

Brandan kept silent, his gaze unclear, and after a moment, he silently walked upstairs.

He too was very lost.

Perhaps separating would be better for both.

But there was no way.

He couldn’t let her go.

Maybe it was all his fault.

He realized it too late.

Only after completely losing her did he understand his feelings.

Ten years, almost half his life, whether he liked it or not, she had already become a part of his blood, engraved in his bones. Letting her go would be worse than killing him.