Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1495

Chapter 1495: Proud of you

"Joe, I’m sorry. Please let me go." _{fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com}

Another moment of silence settled over them. Even Cassandra, who had come specifically to ask for this favor, knew this would be a tough conversation. After all, she and Jonathan had been seeing each other for almost a year.

They had good days — days they wished would never end. Days when everything was peaceful, full of love, and when, in their eyes, nothing mattered but each other’s existence.

Even though Cassandra had to admit she hadn’t fully committed, and even if she suspected that Jonathan simply needed her family’s support, she wanted to believe that, at one point, they had genuinely loved each other. Or at least, they thought they had.

Jonathan stared at her before lowering his gaze. "Is that what you want?"

"..." She didn’t answer, but her silence said enough.

"Why did it have to be me?" he asked again, lifting his eyes to meet hers. Still, she didn’t answer, and once again, her silence was enough. "Your family wouldn’t let you?"

Jonathan let out a bitter laugh, pulling his hand from her grip. "You do understand what you’re asking of me, right, Cassy?"

"..." Cassandra pursed her quivering lips. "I’m sorry."

"I..." Jonathan exhaled heavily, his eyes beginning to tear up. "How do I even respond to that? Just okay? I understand? Let’s break up?"

His breathing grew jagged as he looked back at her. "I love you, Cassy. Why?"

Cassandra tried to answer, but nothing came. What could she say in return? All she could do was look at him, catching the pain in his eyes, a mix of confusion and hurt.

Was she wrong?

Did he really love her?

"Oh, Joe," Cassandra breathed, moving closer to him, wrapping her arms around him. "I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry."

Yet despite her apologies, nothing she said told him to forget the conversation. All she repeated was, "I’m sorry." Nothing else.

Jonathan rested his forehead on her shoulder, his back trembling. For a while, the two of them sat in silence, their tears speaking for them.

Parting had always been the hardest Chapter. The heaviness, the thought of losing someone in your life, the memories. Goodbyes were never easy — but sometimes, they were necessary.

For her, this was necessary.

"Tell me one thing." Jonathan slowly lifted his head, looking her in the eyes. Before he spoke, another tear rolled down his cheek. "Can’t we make this work anymore?"

Her lips quivered as she answered, "We can’t."

"Cassy."

"I’m sorry, Joe." Tears dropped onto her arm as she reached out to hold his hand. "I’m sorry."

But Jonathan just hung his head low, weeping quietly.

*****

Moments later...

"What?" Kiara almost choked on her bun, staring wide-eyed at Cassandra. Moments ago, Cassandra had knocked on her apartment door.

After some idle conversation, Cassandra finally explained why she was there — and it was the last thing Kiara expected.

Kiara jumped from the corner of the couch, closer to her. "You asked him to break off your engagement?"

"Mhm." Cassandra nodded, reaching for the open can of beer Kiara had been drinking. She took a swig, wincing at the bitter taste. When she faced Kiara again, she added, "I asked him to call off the engagement and that we break up too."

"Holy... What did he say?" Kiara gasped, eyes even wider now, her intrigue practically glowing. "Did he get angry?"