Looking at Cameron who had completely fallen apart in front of him, Hugo could fight back, but in the end he didn't say anything, just said softly, "I'm sorry."

Any relationship has problems, it is the fault of both parties, because running a relationship requires the efforts of both parties, but when the relationship falls apart, it is impossible to push all the mistakes on one person. There are many problems between Hugo and Cameron, including Hugo and Cameron.

But at this time, Hugo didn't want to argue or argue. Because he knew that he had hurt Cameron and hurt her severely.

Looking up, Cameron could see Hugo's blurred figure from his swaying tears. His side face still had a fatal arc, and there was still an intoxicating tenderness in his eyes. But for the first time, Cameron realized that Hugo's tenderness could also become a weapon, hurting her all over.

"You must be watching me jokes, right? You must think I'm ridiculous? My efforts, my cater to me, my compromise, are useless in your eyes, and are extremely absurd. It looks like a clown in a circus, fiddling desperately, just to win a smile from you. All this is really ridiculous, right?"

Cameron looked at Hugo and roared in despair. Hugo didn't know how to refuse, he always didn't know how to refuse, but his compromise and his tenderness were now like a sharp sword, piercing into her heart, causing her breathing to stop in an instant. The thrilling pain swept over, as if her whole body was about to be broken.

"You know it's not like this." Hugo knelt on his knees, aiming his eyes at Cameron's eyes, which were completely confused by tears, and said sincerely, "You know, it's not like this."

The face in front of me that had made me dreamy of it became blurred in tears. Cameron raised his hand to touch Hugo's face, but because his eyes were filled with tears, he estimated the wrong distance and fell directly in the air.

"Don't act like a gentle look. Your expression is so hypocritical, it makes me disgusted. Don't pretend to be like you are the victim, and then show that you are considerate of me. In fact, you don't understand me at all. You are constantly hurting me, but you still have to act so hypocritical. It's really disgusting!" Cameron bit his teeth tightly, "You have never loved me in your heart, right? Then why do you still give me hope, lure me to come here step by step, and then tell me that my efforts are in vain; and then sincerely announce to me that you love Charlize. Haha, ridiculous, haha!"

Cameron pushed Hugo's shoulder hard, almost exhausting his strength. Hugo fell to the ground and slid far away, "Is your love great and selfless, and wants me to praise me? I have to sacrifice me to fulfill it? Is my love humble and pitiful? I take the initiative to be a foil? It's ridiculous! Hugo Lancaster, you are so despicable, you are so despicable!"

Cameron stood up directly, looking at Hugo in a mess, tears kept pouring up, and anger burst out completely, "So, tell me all this, what do you want to get? I hope to get my blessing? No, no, I am not a fool, I am not that stupid, not only will I not bless you, I will also curse you! Do you think you and Charlize can have a result? It is impossible!"

"You are friends, you are always friends! Charlize has never been moved by you. In her eyes, there is no difference between you and Alex, Leonardo, Joseph, and they are just friends, forever friends! You know this, and you know this more than anyone else. So, you can't tell her, because you know, once you say it, it will destroy this friendship and everything will never go back!"

Cameron was venting his anger with great pleasure, and she watched Hugo's handsome face fade into decadence in her eyes little by little. Her brows were tightly entangled with the surging sadness and bitterness, as if he would dissipate little by little in the night with just a touch. Hugo's pain was so real and so profound in her sight, but she did not have any pleasure of revenge. She thought she would be happy to see such Hugo, and she thought her anger would be refreshed after it was vented, but Hugo made her feel distressed, and her heart was tangled together, almost taking away the only oxygen she had left.

"No, no..." Cameron murmured unconsciously, shaking his head hard, but she didn't know what she was denying, "No, I curse you and Charlize, I will look at you and see what kind of results you can have. I want to make you regret it, I want to live happier than you, happier than you, I want to make you regret today's decision. I want to see what kind of results you two can have after hurt me."

Cameron took two steps back, as if frightened by his vicious words. Then she saw Hugo's pale face, and the unconcealed depressed came. The pain in Cameron's heart surged, completely submerged her. She quickly escaped to the door of the study and wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't bear it, but she still couldn't bear it.

Looking at Hugo lying on the ground in front of her, as if she had lost her soul, Cameron's breathing completely stopped. She knew that she was hurting Hugo, and she didn't want to, but she couldn't stop. Even though she was still scarred and bloody, she still couldn't stop. "Hugo, I hate you... I hate you."

After saying that, Cameron never stopped again, turned around and quickly left the study on the third floor.

The sound of messy footsteps came, and then Alex's voice was heard, "Cameron, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Then, the sound and footsteps disappeared. After a long time, it seemed like a century, the sound of the engine at the door kept echoing in the cold night sky. The sound slowly faded away, and the whole night sky became quiet, as if nothing had happened. The carnival was still carnival, and the sleeping people were still sleeping.

Hugo closed his eyes and let himself wander in this quiet world. He hurt Cameron. Although he didn't want to hurt her from the beginning, he finally hurt her severely, in the way he didn't want to. Maybe that sentence is right, "Everyone is selfish." He thought he was for her good, and because he was afraid of hurting her, he chose to compromise, choose to give in, and chose to just live a while. But in fact, he had hurt her before making a choice tonight, and then hurt her again tonight in the cruelest way. He was selfish after all, and what he thought for her and didn't want to hurt her was actually just an excuse. He escaped reality and escaped his own excuse.

Selfish big asshole.

Hugo gently pulled the corner of his mouth, trying to make a smile, but failed. Now, he only hopes that Cameron can forget himself and meet the right person again, and then, as she said, live a happy life and live a happier life than him, make him regret it, make him jealous, and make him regret it. This is not for Cameron, but for himself, for him to no longer feel guilty, for him to be at ease, and for him to be calm.

Look, he is indeed selfish.

It ended, and the relationship ended in the most tragic, bloody and most collapsed way. Except for Cameron not stabbing him, everything ended. Perhaps, Cameron did not want to stab him, but did not want him to be free. If so, this is indeed the best revenge.

Hugo sat up again. He shouldn't have made this dead look to show others, because he should not be pity or sympathy. In this relationship, he was always the one who waved the butcher's knife. He was the cruel executioner. He walked to the corner of the wall carefully and packed up the broken red wine bottle, but accidentally cut his hand. Looking at the bright red blood seeping out of his fingers, the gentle pain was vaguely painful in his heart.

With more than 40 days left, their relationship will be three years long.

He let out a sigh of relief, packed up the glass bottle, and returned to the second floor. Looking at Leonardo who had died of sleeping on the bed, Hugo sat down on the edge of the bed, opened the drawer and found the band sticker. After bandaging the wound, he sat down on the rattan chair next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

At this time, the sea of ​​clouds at the far end of the sea level had begun to roll slowly. Although the sky and the sea surface were still dark, it was not far from dawn. Hugo sat quietly on the rattan chair, waiting quietly, waiting for the moment when the sunrise broke free from the night.

Finally, the golden light broke free from the sea level little by little, bursting out a thousand-foot light to tear the black night sky apart. The whole world seemed to become bright in an instant, and even the sea surface was filled with a layer of golden light, which made people couldn't help but squint and feel the eternity of this moment.

Hugo picked up the landline receiver on the bedside table, hesitated for a moment, and then dialed the familiar number. The phone call was quickly connected, and the phone tone of "beep...beep..." kept echoing in his ears, but no one answered it. "Hello, this is Charlize Theron's house. She is either sleeping or when she is ready to go to bed, please leave a message if you have anything to do. She will reply to you when she wakes up." This is the voice message system he is familiar with, and then he heard a "ding" sound.
Chapter completed!