It's Too Late for Us

Conan Hamilton's true love secretly wears my wedding gown. She's pregnant, and she slips and falls when we argue. After being taken to the hospital, she's told that she'll never have another child.

Conan is furious. He banishes me abroad to be a nun.

A year later, he comes to the nunnery to take me home. However, all he finds is that I've long since broken free. I even have a child in my arms.

His eyes are red as he snarls, "Are you trying to use the child to force me to marry you? Or do you just want to mock Queenie for not being able to bear children anymore?"

He has no idea that the child isn't his. He also doesn't know that I'm about to marry someone else.

We hadn't met in over a year, but Conan Hamilton was still as cocky and self-righteous as ever.

Nonetheless, I suppressed my emotions and glanced lightly at him through clear eyes.

"Nope. You got it all wrong."

However, the disdain and cockiness in Conan's eyes didn't die down. He still looked mighty sure of himself as he teased, "You still have the worst temper in the world. I see that it hasn't changed. A person like you would never marry into the Hamilton family!"

Right at that moment, Finley Hamilton, who had just turned a month old, suddenly started crying in my arms, interrupting Conan.

Conan frowned. He glanced at the baby and seemed to feel some pity for him. He wanted to say something but stopped himself before he did. Then, he reached to take the baby from my arms.

Just then, a flirty and coquettish voice was heard from afar. It was only then that Conan put his hands down and turned toward the voice.

"Conan?"

Queenie Winters appeared, coming up next to us. However, her expression immediately turned dark when she saw me and baby Finley.

Still, she wrapped her hands seductively around Conan's arm as if to show off that he belonged to her or something.

"Conan, I know that you came here looking for Rina… I must be the third wheel here. Should I leave?"

Conan immediately spoke up. "Of course you aren't. She's already been repenting for a whole year. She would no longer be as petty as she once was."

He then looked up at me. I just gave him a light smile and told them, "Of course, you're not the odd one out. I am. I'll be taking my leave now."

I turned to walk away, but Conan immediately grabbed my wrist and yelled at me, "I just said that you wouldn't be as petty as before, but look at you, giving me an attitude like this! You're still as dumb as ever. I overestimated you!"

Had this been in the past, I would definitely have felt hurt by the way he defended Queenie in front of me. But now, I didn't even want to bother arguing with him.

I forced