Love Command: Darling, Do You Yield?-Chapter 157 - 158: I Don’t Want to Live Anymore 3

She lowered her head, looking at her wrist held by him, a few unnamed emotions flickered in her eyes. After a long while, she softly asked, "Brandan Hyde, even if I’m going to die, won’t you let me go?"

"In this life, this is my only wish." She looked up at him and smiled, "Didn’t you say you liked me? Then, please—let me go, can you?"

Brandan Hyde looked at her.

Now, this person can use his affection to hurt him.

Just like he once did to her.

Surely, retribution is inevitable.

Brandan mocked himself inwardly, yet stubbornly held onto her: "No."

He looked at her and said, "I will find a bone marrow match for you. I won’t let you die."

"Then, if I say," Iris Harris slowly retracted her expression, "I no longer want to live?"

Brandan’s heart slightly jumped, boundless coldness quickly spread with Iris Harris’s words.

Iris seriously looked at him: "I no longer want to continue living. So, spare yourself the trouble, Brandan Hyde, please let go of me."

"Iris Harris..." Brandan’s voice trembled slightly, he lowered his head a bit, took a gentle breath, yet still couldn’t control his emotions.

He felt afraid, an emotion of irremediable essence, knowing he hurt her deeply, aware she refuses medical treatment, yet unaware of the reason behind her refusal.

He couldn’t help but embrace her, truly afraid, that sense of unavoidable loss, unable to retain anything, filled his heart with dread.

"Please don’t say such words..." He pleaded quietly, "I will save you... I will definitely cure you, you’ll be alright..." He felt his eyes warm, closed them briefly, hoarsely saying, "Believe me."

Perhaps every word he said in Iris Harris’s heart, had long become untrustworthy.

However, he still couldn’t help but want to speak to her, to wish to make promises.

"It doesn’t matter if you don’t forgive me." He closed his eyes, tears flowing down from the corners, "We still have a long, long life... I will always be by your side, this time, it’s my turn to pursue you, it doesn’t matter if you hit or scold me. It doesn’t matter if we lost that child, we’ll have many, many more children, believe me, you will survive."

Iris Harris’s face was pressed against his heart, she felt Brandan Hyde’s heartbeat fast, warm liquid dripped onto her cheeks, lightly stirring her heart, she looked up at him.

He looks good like this, even crying looks beautiful, making one feel pity.

Such a fool.

Even now, he says such childish things.

She will not forgive him, nor will there be a long, long life, and in the future, there won’t be many, many children.

All she had, has already been destroyed by him.

Whether it’s love, life, or that one and only child.

Everything one can have, can lose, has already been destroyed by him.

Even her life has been given to him.

The promise from the beginning is now considered an equivalent exchange.

Iris Harris lowered her eyes, her heart very calm, Brandan Hyde’s words did not stir any ripple within her.

To someone waiting to die, what else could possibly interest them?

Like a candle in the wind, awaiting only the momentary peace of death.

She truly is very tired...

So, no matter if he cries or pleads, she will not be moved in the least.