The Valiant General Dallas

Chapter 143

In her mansion, Rosalie bathed her neck with her tears. She wept till her eyes were so heavy to lift. Dallas couldn’t sleep because she didn’t sleep.

“Prettiest, why are you behaving like this? It’s bad for your health if you refused to sleep. Can’t even sleep because of you. If you can’t consider yourself, you should just at least consider me,” Dallas said.

“I don’t stop you. Sleep. You owned your eyes. And you can do anything you like with it. I don’t deserve to sleep after I turned every D-Day into bad days for the celebrant. Is it only me? Why every event goes bad because of me,” Rosalie sobbed more.

Dallas dropped his jaw. A pain of seeing his wife weeping grew more intense than before. He almost weep, too, but as a strong man, he endured the pain and leaned to Rosalie, saying,

“It’s not your fault, prettiest. They deserve it. They even deserve more than that.”

“No. They deserve nothing. They were right that I married a poor man. They were right I disobey the good woman that took