Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 554 Even You Think It’s My Fault

"Arthur, don't tell me that you really think you love me." Elspeth found his choice of words amusing.

"You only did all of those things for yourself. You're a selfish man. In order to take the Winthrop Family's

fortune for yourself, you came up with a plan to harm Callum. As for you saying that you want me, it's

only to piss Callum off. Haven't you realized that after all this time?"

Arthur simply wouldn't listen to her explanation at all and only spoke to himself. "Lies, lies, and more

lies! I did this all for you; it was all so that I could be with you without any worries!"

"You can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink. Don't you understand?"

Arthur guffawed at her words. "I don't care. I will make it drink anyway."

He had completely lost his mind now, and nothing anyone said could affect him.

Seeing that his assistant was about to faint from shock in his arms, Elspeth lowered her voice and

asked, "You said you like me, right?"

Arthur did not expect her to ask him this, and he paused for a moment before nodding. "Yes."

"Since you like me, can you switch her out for me?" Elspeth requested, pointing at the sobbing

assistant in his arms.

Arthur was just about to agree when he quickly pressed the knife even closer against her neck. "I don't

believe you. You're definitely up to something."

Elspeth felt like laughing at his words. "What can I be up to? Look, there's nothing on me." She turned

around to show that she carried nothing on her that could harm him before saying, "I'm only worried

about this girl. She's timid, so don't scare her anymore."

Despite his doubts, she seemed to make sense.

As Elspeth slowly approached him, Callum suddenly grabbed her wrist.

His expression was somber as he said, "Don't go. He's not in his right mind now, and I can't guarantee

that he won't do anything to you."

"Don't worry. I think he'll still listen to what I say."

Although she knew that Arthur did not feel particularly strongly for her and only wanted to use her as a

means to get revenge on Callum, she could still sense that he had feelings for her and would not hurt

her at the very least.

Hearing that, Callum slowly let go of her wrist and watched as she walked toward Arthur. The moment

she reached his side, he instantly shoved his assistant away and pressed the knife against Elspeth's

neck. Meanwhile, the assistant was pushed into Edmund's arms, and she clutched his sleeve tightly,

nearly losing her footing.

Instead of fearing the knife in his hand, Elspeth asked in a calm voice, "Okay, Arthur, how do you feel

now?"

Arthur was a little shocked as well. He hadn't expected that she would be in the mood to ask him how

he was feeling at this time.

"Aren't you scared?" he asked in a muffled voice.

"I'm not. Didn't you say you like me? Since you like me, you will definitely not hurt me, so why should I

be scared?" Elspeth chuckled with a bright and cheery smile.

Upon seeing her tranquil smile, Arthur was momentarily distracted, and his next words subconsciously

slid out of his mouth. "Go out with me, Elspeth. I don't need anything, not even Winthrop Group, and I

won't hurt anyone again."

Although his voice wasn't loud, it wasn't soft either. As everyone in the room was tense and feared that

he would make an unexpected move, they heard him clearly. At his words, Callum's eyes darkened.

"But I've already said that I don't like you."

Arthur shook his head, his expression turning morose. "No, you can try to like me. I'll definitely treat you

well, even better than Callum."

"But I don't need you to treat me well."

Arthur lost his mind once more at her words. "Why? Why exactly do all of you like Callum? Do I look

that much worse than him?"

Unfazed, Elspeth looked at his side profile calmly. If she had to compare their looks, Callum's was

elegant and cold, while Arthur's was as beautiful as the moon. In particular, the scar between his

eyebrows contributed to a sense of flawed beauty. However, this moon was as far from her as the

Moon orbiting around Earth—it would never reach her heart.

"It's not your fault that I don't like you, nor is it mine. We're just not fated to be together."

Arthur said viciously, "I don't believe in things like fate."

At that moment, Callum had practically lost all his patience. He feared that if things went on, Elspeth

would eventually get hurt. The knife in Arthur's hands was too dangerous, and he couldn't help but

worry for her safety. However, just as he was about to make a move, Elspeth stopped him with a look,

indicating that she had a plan.

Elspeth looked at Arthur with an earnest gaze. "Arthur, do you know what kind of person I like, then?"

Arthur cared, of course. He'd always dreamed of being the kind of person Elspeth liked.

"Go ahead. I'm listening."

"I like someone gentle and kind. The person must be calm and isn't manipulative."

"Are you saying that Callum is that kind of person?" Arthur was amused by her words. "He's nothing

but a businessman who only cares about profit. Do you really think he's innocent if he's able to make

Winthrop Group so successful?"

Arthur was now more than certain that Elspeth only liked Callum because she was deceived by his

appearance and his tricks. He knew that he was the right one for her, and he was the only one who

genuinely liked her.

However, Elspeth shook her head firmly and said gently, "It's the complete opposite. That's the kind of

person Callum is. You've only seen his craftiness, but you've never noticed his worry and concern

toward his brothers or his toleration for me, much less the kindness that he hides under a layer of ice."

This was what she found out after spending so much time with him.

"You've known him for over twenty years. Do you really not understand him at all?"

Her words instantly rendered Arthur speechless. Elspeth looked at him, waiting for his response as he

fell silent for a long time.

"Arthur, you have to stop doing this," Elspeth advised him gently. After all the sins he had committed, it

was the biggest act of mercy she could offer him to talk to him calmly like this.

Suddenly, Arthur raised his head and asked mindlessly, "Even you think it's my fault?"

Elspeth opened her mouth, sensing that something was off, and in the next second, a dark, vile look

emerged in Arthur's eyes.