42. Second Regret

Witnessing such a reaction, Max's guilt suddenly doubled. While furrowing his brows, he tried to touch his wife's shoulder.

"Gabriella, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been rude to you," Max said with a dry tongue.

The woman did not answer. She continued to wash her wounded heart with tears.

“I really went too far. Please forgive me."

Again, Gabriella was silent. Her sadness was too great to accept the apology she doubted.

Getting no response, Max sighed in resignation. Gently, he embraced the woman.

“What can I do to heal you?” the man whispered while stroking his wife's hair.

A few seconds passed, Gabriella was still sobbing in the warm arms. The woman was too tired to deal with the situation. Silence or resistance, both of them were not able to get rid of the tightness.

Suddenly, Max was moved to grab his wife's fingers. As soon as the soft palm opened, the man's heart broke. Three slashes had pulled him into a deep abys