My Love for You Broke Me

Chapter 740 Kiara Xenos’ Faith

Little did I anticipate Kiara's presence here, and upon seeing me, she too was taken aback. "Renee, what are you

doing here?"

Swiftly, I slammed shut the door. Right at that moment, I had no desire to face her.

"Renee, do you hate me?"

Her soft-spoken words reached me from outside the door, but truth be told, I did hate her, intensely so. She was

nothing but an incessant hanger-on, perpetually revolving around Shawn.

Even though Shawn consistently distanced himself from her, she managed to intrude now and then, making

everyone uncomfortable. I was just not in the mood to talk to her.

"Don't you wonder why I'm here?" Her voice persisted from outside.

I was curious, but I didn't want to give her the time of day.

Yet, regardless of the reason, I firmly believed her presence here had nothing to do with Shawn. He certainly didn't

send her here.

Seeing my silence, Kiara eventually departed.

I sat back down by the bed, contemplating for a while. Feeling restless, I contemplated heading downstairs to grab

a bite, but alas, in the hotel lobby, there stood Kiara, approaching me without hesitation. Now, evading her seemed

impossible, and it was truly exasperating.

"Renee, I'd like to talk with you," she remarked.

I gazed at her with cold eyes. "Are we that close?"

"I want to talk about Shawn."

"It seems you've tried talking to me about him before, but I've shown no interest. Can't you read the signs, Kiara?" I

frowned.

Embarrassment washed over her face. "I apologize for that."

It had been a while since I last saw Kiara. Her appearance seemed worn, yet she still exuded elegance. However,

she had forsaken her usual glittering Gibson dress for a black dress.

I walked past her and stated, "Once upon a time, I didn't hate you as much. But the moment you took my child

away from the Xenos Manor, I realized I would never feel any pity for you again in this lifetime. You crossed a line

by taking away my most precious treasure."

She continued to apologize, "I'm sorry."

"It won't work on me."

I found a table, took a seat, and placed an order for some food. Kiara followed me and sat across from me,

uttering, "I made mistakes in the past."

Keeping my composure, I inquired, "So, what is it that you want to talk about?"

Kiara fell silent, a tinge of sadness in her expression.

"Playing the damsel in distress won't change anything with me."

I had been so explicit with my words. If she persisted in staying here, she would truly be oblivious to the situation.

One could call it shamelessness.

"I've thought about giving up on him." Kiara blurted out, her words catching me off guard.

"And then?" I remained composed, hiding any trace of emotion.

An unusual sense of tranquility washed over me.

Hiding her face with both hands, Kiara explained, her voice trembling with sorrow. "I've considered setting him free,

but I can't bring myself to do it. My entire life has revolved around him, and the mere idea of letting go is too much

to bear.

"Sometimes, I can't help but envy you. I just don't understand why you won't share him with me. All I want is to stay

by his side, to be the one woman he cherishes. I yearn for him to be like your father, with multiple wives or even a

host of concubines. But deep down, I know he'll never do that."

Shawn was never meant to be that kind of person.

"You underestimated yourself! You once had a better life, but you've tied yourself to Shawn. You've trapped yourself

in an impossible love, even though you know Shawn is my husband, and he will never divorce me. You know it's

impossible, yet you can't stop obsessing over it and saying such hurtful things.

"Kiara, your beliefs are still bound by the old ways of the Xenoses. If you don't break free, you'll remain stuck,

unable to find true happiness. You'll only end up ensnared in your own web of self-inflicted limitations."

As she withdrew her hands, her gaze bore into me. "If it weren't for you, Shawn would have eventually married a

suitable woman at the right age, and that woman would have been me! I was the one chosen by the Xenoses to

become Shawn's wife, and he accepted it. But then you came into the picture—a divorced woman, yet the only one

who captured his heart."

It had been ages since anyone had pierced my heart with such words.

Still, my heart remained unmoved.

"I did, indeed, go through a divorce," I admitted.

Kiara refuted, trying to explain, "That's not what I meant. I just... I just don't understand why he didn't choose me."

In a calm tone, I spoke words that cut deep. "You're a woman who grew up abiding by the rules of the Xenoses, but

Shawn didn't have that kind of upbringing. He's been out in the world, facing life-and-death situations since he was

young. His values and beliefs are far different from yours.

"He once called the Xenoses a decaying clan, and unfortunately, you're seen as a product of that decay. How could

he possibly be attracted to someone like you? Maybe, in his eyes, you're not even as appealing as a divorced

woman like me.

"He hates traditions and the Xenoses, so the moment you were chosen as his fiancée, he excluded you from his

true choices. For him, a woman can be anyone—divorced or without a distinguished background—but never

someone constrained by the decaying rules of the Xenoses."

Kiara's expression revealed shock as if struggling to fully comprehend my words. Tears streamed down her face as

she protested, "The Xenoses may be decadent. I know there are numerous rules, but I'm not like that. I know how

the world works in this new era."

With unwavering certainty, I replied, "You are decayed."

She cried, denying it vehemently, "No, I'm not!"

Even in tears, Kiara remained stunningly beautiful.

"Yes, you are. Because you accept the idea of Shawn having multiple wives and concubines. You're willing to share

him with other women. Such a mindset is flawed!

"I love Shawn, and I refuse to share him with anyone else. He loves me, and he won't share me with anyone else.

That's what love is, Kiara. I believe your feelings for him have never truly been about love; it's just that from an

early age, he's been stamped as the man destined for you in the future.

"Over time, you became desensitized to the idea, convinced that he's the only man you should rely on for the rest

of your life."

Kiara stood up, shaking her head in denial. "It's not like that. Just because you have him doesn't mean you can

dismiss my feelings for him."

I maintained my composure, looking at her with empathy. "If it's not like that, then why are you so agitated? Kiara,

even you yourself doubt your feelings for Shawn at this very moment. Don't deny it, that's how you truly feel."

She lost her composure and snapped at me, "Shut up!"

I fell silent, casting a pitying gaze upon her. She was pitiful, trapped by her traditional upbringing. Enslaved by her

obsession with Shawn.

"Renee, I love him. I just want to be by his side, obedient and devoted. He's my—" Kiara's sobs intensified, her voice

choked with anguish. "I've pursued him my whole life. He's my deity, my ultimate faith."

Faith was such a weighty and profound word indeed.