All Chapters of Love You Like I Used To? Forget It!: Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

"As a matter of fact, I think the two of you should be seeking penance!" I snapped. "You should live out the rest of your lives in a chapel—praying for Juianne and repenting for your sins. Only then will both of you be able to make it up to her!"I looked at them, lifting an eyebrow. "So hurry up, get your savings and assets in order, and transfer them over to Julianne. Then, go spend the rest of your lives in penance!" I finished coolly.Mom and Henry both stared at me in disbelief. It was as though I had said something absurd.A long silence followed before Mom finally snapped out of her shock."Are you out of your mind?" she yelled.Her reaction didn't surprise me. After all, if she transferred all her money and assets to Julianne, she would have trouble getting by. Where would she get money to spend? It was one thing to depend on close relatives for money, let alone an adopted daughter. Regardless, she would still prefer to rely on herself.I furrowed my brow in feigned con

Julianne seemed genuinely worried about losing Irvin. Her pleas sounded convincing, and she had even gotten on her knees.Mom and Jeremy were completely unaware of Irvin's condition. They had been caring for Julianne ever since they heard what had happened to her. And once she started to feel better, they immediately came after me.Because of that, they were just now learning that Irvin had gotten injured trying to save me. His injuries weren't severe, but apparently, he was growing weaker because he had lost the will to live. So, when they heard Julianne say he might die, they were shell-shocked.Their heads snapped toward me. It was obvious they wanted me to pay Irvin a visit.I ignored them. Why should I? I wasn't a doctor.None of them thought I would be so heartless toward him. I used to love him so much that I would wish to take on his pain despite my aversion toward it. It didn't matter how severely injured he was, I would gladly take it on for him.Yet now, I was refusi

As for my family, it didn't matter how shocked they initially were. I was sure they had already started plotting how to insert themselves into Julianne's soon-to-be company. I chuckled humorlessly. "Did you just say Irvin's new company is registered under your name? Oh please. You're just the legal representative, aren't you?"Julianne froze, having just started to straighten herself. My words had also shattered my family's wonderful daydreams about their future.There was a huge difference between owning a company and being its legal representative.If she owned the company, it meant she was its largest shareholder and beneficiary. But as a legal representative, it meant the company was only registered under her name and personal details. She wouldn't have to be its largest beneficiary to be its legal representative, but it did mean she would be legally responsible for the company."According to Irvin's notarized will, all of his assets will go to me should something happen to

Some people said men always behaved childishly in front of the women they loved. I supposed this saying was somewhat true when it came to the old Irvin.Prior to knowing about the fake drugging video, Irvin would act like a child when he was home. It didn't matter how imposing he seemed in public. The moment he stepped through the front door, he would instantly become clingy and childish.Unlike most men, Irvin also didn't have trouble expressing his love for me. Be it verbally or through his actions, he would passionately and sincerely make it known. Most importantly, he only had eyes for me.At the time, I was someone who was starved of affection and desperately yearned for it. Hence, his intense and earnest displays of love made me forget my personal goals. I gave up everything and resolutely decided I would do anything to stay with him.Irvin's devotion made me believe he would love me for life and that we would be happy forever. So, who would have thought his so-called profoun

Hurt was written all over Irvin's face, but I remained indifferent.To me, he was a murderer because he had been a threat to my life numerous times.He stepped forward and tried to hold me, but I signaled my bodyguards. They immediately stepped in front of me and blocked him."Tell him everything he has done to me. Don't leave out any details," I ordered them.If he wanted to feign amnesia to absolve himself of his crimes, then I would ensure the facts were clearly presented to him. He couldn't erase what he had done just because he claimed to have lost his memories.With that, I turned and left, completely ignoring his shouts. I didn't have the time to deal with him. Now that he had regained consciousness, I could no longer hope to become a rich widow. Thus, I had to continue figuring out how to divorce him.On top of that, my graduate school entrance exam was fast approaching, and I still had a lot of material to review.…I finished my revision list for the day just in tim