True Fated Marriage (Grace and Heinz)
Chapter 896

"Your life is coming to an end. Why do you still want to reveal your relationship?" Timothy asked furiously.

"For the sake of your relationship, you wanted to sacrifice Heinz and Grace's marriage, and even their children's happiness. Candace, tell me, aren't you being too selfish?" When a person reached middle age, what was the point of being in love?

When a person reached middle age, they would naturally hope that their children would live good and fulfilling lives. This was their greatest wish as an elder, as well as their duty.

She hadn't done much for her children in the past, and now she wanted to sacrifice her children's happiness. Candace and Lawrence were honestly too selfish.

"Yes, I'm dying," she said. "Before I die, I plan to hold a grand wedding and become Lawrence's wife. Anderson wasn't dead back then, and neither was Lawrence's wife. We couldn't get married or get the marriage certificate. Now that they're both dead, we should be able to get married."

Timothy knitted his brows, and his eyes were full of astonishment. "You're really unexpected. You've gone too far."

"Getting married, wearing a wedding gown and taking a wedding photo is every woman's wish. Wanting to marry him is the simplest wish I have, and he thinks so too. Besides, we were together first, before Grace and Heinz. Why do you think we should compromise?" Candace looked at him and spoke in a low tone.

She seemed to be self-righteous. It seemed that she wanted to vent all her emotions, and did not feel that she was in the wrong.

Even if right then, her eyes were wet and her eyelashes were matted with tears, she would not apologize.

She continued to accuse him, "You didn't give me a wedding. You owe me a wedding, and Lawrence wanted to give me one. What right do you have to blame me? All of my sufferings are caused by your lack of responsibility in the past, and you're the one who started it. Grace isn't happy either, and that's also because of your lack of responsibility. Are you a saint, coming here to blame me? What right do you have?"

Timothy was stunned and his body became extremely stiff. He opened his mouth but couldn't refute.

There was nothing more unbearable than this accusation. His eyes darkened, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"You can't do it, but someone else can. You're irresponsible, yet you're blaming me for being selfish? I selfishly got married and gave her a complete home, and I found her a father. But what about you? What did you do?" She sneered. "You didn't do anything, yet you're here to ruin my marriage. You made Anderson suspicious of me and made him treat me coldly. It's all because of you!"

"You are the one who caused all my misfortunes. How can you be so selfless to my daughter when you treat me like this?"

"The fact that I didn't leave her behind from the start was polite enough. You still have the gall to lecture me?"

Timothy looked at Candace with pity in his eyes. With a heavy look, he sighed. "I admit that I didn't do well, and I just want to make it up to the child."

"What about me?" She questioned in a loud voice. "Have you made it up to me?"

He smiled bitterly and said with a sigh, "You are an adult. Your choice is your responsibility. You have to pay the price for your choices. Whether it's good or bad, you have to accept it yourself."

"So why bother asking me for the reason? I'm like this. I just want to treat your daughter like this. I don't think it's wrong."

The spot between his eyebrows throbbed, and they twisted into a knot.

He realized that he was really going to die of anger because of this woman.

Back then, she made a fuss out of the blue about having a miscarriage and broke up with him, misleading him and blaming him, then messed around with Anderson. She cheated and found his replacement. Now, she even blamed Grace for stopping her and Lawrence from being happy.

But in front of her, who was about to die, he had swallowed all the blame he had for her.

It was hard for him to say it.

Sighing softly, he finally opened his mouth, "Are you happy?"

She was taken aback.

"Will doing this really make you happy?" He asked again.

Candace's hands, which were placed on the bed, clenched tightly, and she was exerting a great deal of strength.

"I was very happy before, but now I have lost my freedom and I'm not happy. You are trying to ask me if I regret it? I'm telling you, I don't regret treating your daughter like this." She was like a child with a one- track mind, stubborn to the point where she rendered people speechless.

Timothy was silent. He looked at her, his eyes unblinking.

"Candace, you're not this kind of person."

His voice was full of pain. The sadness he felt was a type of regret and self-blame that hurt him more than any kind of physical pain.

If he had known that a day like this would come, he would have done anything possible to get rid of all the obstacles and marry her back then, and take responsibility for the child.

However, there was no turning back in life.

"You don't have to make yourself seem so unsightly," he said softly, unable to hide the pain in his heart.

His voice was full of self-blame and remorse.

Candace stiffened and pursed her lips. Her eyes were moist, but she still said, "This is the reality. We did try to separate them, but we didn't succeed. We might as well leave with them." "Alright, I believe you," he said.

She was stunned. He frowned and said, "You believe me? I thought you didn't?"

"How would you know that I don't believe you?" Timothy looked at her, and the darkness in his eyes was quietly boring into her. His eyes were deep, like black holes in the universe. They could easily suck one's soul and that person would never recover.

Candace knew that she had no ability to deal with him, especially when he looked at her like this. She quickly shifted her gaze and did not look at Timothy any longer.

"Don't try and kill me with your tenderness, because it won't work. I've said everything that should be said," she spoke coldly.

It was as if she was afraid that she would lose after Timothy tried to kill her with tenderness, so she spoke in a very cold tone.

"Just take it as if I've come to visit you. Since you said so, I'll believe it. I heard that Lawrence has lost his source of income and is now in huge debt," he said inadvertently. She knitted her brows. "Did you investigate him, or did Heinz tell you?"

"I investigated him, and I just met Lawrence. He was furious when he found out that the one you love is me, so he might come here to get payback." He did not hide the truth. "Why did you tell him that? Aren't you trying to hurt me?" "I'm jealous," he looked at her and said.

She was stunned and looked at him in disbelief.

When their eyes met, the two of them had thousands of words to say, as well as a myriad of emotions.

Timothy looked at her and said, "I can't stand seeing him behave so arrogantly in front of me and hurting my daughter. I don't want him to have it good."

"You!" Candace was stunned.

He looked at her and sighed. He looked into her eyes helplessly and said, "I just can't stand Lawrence's insufferably arrogant attitude."