So My First Two-Wife Love

Too late

>>> Gibran POV <<<

"I'm too tired..."

How many, Jasmine... How many wounds have I given you? I can't even count it because it's too much.

I no longer asked him to forgive me. My mistake may not be forgiven anymore but I will not run away again like I did all this time.

It's too late, I know...

But even if you give up on me, I won't give up on you, at least until I make you rediscover the happiness I've ruined.

I'll start by clearing up this misunderstanding... I wouldn't be a stupid man who just let my love go after I hurt him so much.

I will change, I will fight for my love for you that has been hidden and show you that my feelings are sincere.

"When Aurora recovers, I'll take care of our divorce papers, but even if we split up, I'll make sure Aurora stays with me, no one can separate us even if it's my father or even you. Don't wish... I'll never let go of Aurora."

His voice was shaking, I could feel the wounds he was currently enduring and all because of me.

"Little bit, please give me some time to fix things even a little. Jasmine, I may not be able to treat your wounds one by one, but I promise this time I won't hurt you again."

"Whatever you say, feels like shit to me right now, Gibran."

>>> Author POV <<<

"You go to sleep and rest, mama will take care of Aurora," said Mama Gibran to Jasmine and Gibran who look tired especially their eye bags blackened.

"How can I sleep when my son is still unconscious." Jasmine replied, she again wanted to cry whenever she saw the pale face of Aurora who was still unconscious even though it was night.

"Mama and papa go home, take grandma. I'll be here to take care of Aurora and Jasmine" Gibran said, although his parents ignored him and his grandmother Jasmine, who used to be warm to him, but this time he was completely ignored.

The moment they started rushing to leave, in order to make room for Jasmine and Gibran to mend their relationship But Jasmine started laughing, he began to laugh even though his tears still dripped making their footsteps instantly come to a halt.

"Speak as if you care about us. Gibran, aren't you ashamed?" jasmine asked with a piercing cold tone.

"Jasmine, please don't do this." Gibran stepped closer, he no longer cared about anything even though both his parents were getting angry at him or even his grandmother Jasmine began to hate him, Gibran only wanted to get a chance from Jasmine.

"What do you expect? Gibran, I'm sick of it! Whatever you're doing looks wrong in my eyes now so please, you go."

"Jasmine, I beg you..."

"Gibran, I beg you! I can't breathe you're here!"

"Gibran, no... Enough's enough! Don't force Jasmine again, you'd better wait outside!" papa Gibran directly touched Gibran's shoulder and kicked him out.

"Gibran, get out before papa drag you out of here!"

Gibran covered his face with his palm and came back crying. Her mistake was already too much that her parents also knew and sided with Jasmine.

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm outside. Jasmine, I'm outside!" Still trying, Gibran continued to seek Jasmine's attention even though Jasmine had already completely ignored him while her mother had already urged her to quickly exit the room and she was finally completely outside the room.

"I'm sorry, Jasmine... Sorry..."

Vaguely Gibran's crying voice rang into the room but even though Jasmine's tears were dripping, the woman remained loud. He wiped his tears quickly and looked back at Aurora's face.

Grandma Jasmine then stepped closer, "Jasmine," called out to him gently.

"Yes?" jasmine replied without turning her head, Jasmine's current condition looked alarming to the point that her grandmother felt sad, afraid that this only granddaughter would be depressed. He knew very well the wounds sustained by Jasmine and the anger of Jasmine this morning when Gibran came, describing more clearly if he still could not be happy until this very moment.

"Are you sure you want a divorce with, Gibran?"

Both of Gibran's parents were so shocked to hear Grandma Jasmine's question. They knew Jasmine was angry with Gibran until the words of divorce came out of her mouth but they did not take her seriously.

"Mom, they..." Mama Gibran approached but Jasmine's grandmother gave a hand gesture of not getting close and no longer interrupting her conversation with Jasmine.

"Jasmine, you know that we all love you... Whatever your decision, grandma will support but grandma wants you to think about it when your anger subsides so that later there is no regret," she advised as she touched Jasmine's hand and looked at her gently until Jasmine finally looked back at her.

"Sir, now or later, my decision will remain the same. I can no longer live in Ruby's shadow."

Hearing Ruby's name being touched by Jasmine, her grandmother no longer said anything as if she had understood as much as the wound in Jasmine's heart so that she could no longer survive.

Finally, Gibran's parents also decided to leave the room where Aurora was taken care of. With sadness emanating from the look on their faces, they sat down next to Gibran who also looked sad.

"I thought you and Jasmine could finally be united and happy, a happiness delayed by your stupidity but you were still as stupid as that time, Gibran..."

"I'm sorry, I keep feeling so guilty about Ruby that I can't express my true feelings to Jasmine."

"Gibran.." Now it's his papa's turn to speak while resting his head on the wall to prevent tears from dripping. "You know best how Jasmine grasped all of her wounds her entire life but you added them instead. Papa's sorry but this time papa will side with Jasmine, if she still wants to divorce you, papa will help her get custody of Aurora anyway."

Gibran's body trembled, he cried as he lowered his head, as his hope grew thin, when he most likely lost two of his soulmates at once.

His breathing was choked, his heart was broken, he could not imagine life without them even though he had always been indifferent but he had always monitored them from afar, he always quietly went into their room, holding Aurora and making her milk when waking up at night and sleeping next to Jasmine while hugging her tightly who always fell asleep so soundly from exhaustion until the morning and left without a sound as if she did not never approached them but if you know the end will be like this then Gibran will show his affection openly.

Now how do I show you that I love you so much, Jasmine?

I love you so much, so much...

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