I Saw The Comments Calling Me Ugly And Jumped Him In The Shower Chapter 12
Cassius Side Story
After that night of high fever, Cassius realized words kept appearing before his eyes.
One by one, he saw that he was living in a book. According to the original plot, he was meant to be with Jade.
In an instant, he understood why Delilah was determined to divorce him, why she had resolved never to want him.
Yet he still felt deeply frustrated.
He had realized too late.
At the beginning of their marriage, he had insisted it was a partnership, thinking they shouldn’t be intimate, fearing that Delilah would regret it and have no way out if she found someone she liked.
He had even thought that if she found someone she loved later, he would give her five million.
But when things changed, when their bond deepened, he never thought like that again.
He always found Delilah’s attitude strange—so it was the comments all along.
Yet Delilah should have listened to his explanation. She shouldn’t have judged him so harshly.
Cassius’s expression was sharp.
He wanted to pull out memories to confirm that Delilah should have basic trust in him.
But the more he reviewed, the colder his heart became. What had he done all these years?
How could he put someone he loves through all of that?
He had been abandoned by his parents to study abroad since he was a child, so he was never used to being close to anyone.
When he first met Delilah, he only saw her as a good friend.
After marriage, day after day, he noticed the love shining in her eyes.
This unfamiliar and overwhelming emotion frightened him.
He recalled how, as a child, he had loved his parents so deeply, only to be scolded and locked in a room.
The Quinn family despised outward emotion. Seeing Delilah like that, his instinct was to escape.
He hadn’t expected to nearly lose her.
During the time Delilah filed for divorce, he felt unbearable pain.
He saw a psychologist, who told him to face his feelings head-on.
So Cassius went to Delilah and managed to stay over at her place.
That night, he held her to sleep, but woke to see her smile more painfully than her cries.
Later, reading the comments, he realized people had been feeding her misleading information.
But what of it? It was all his doing.
One misstep led to another.
If he wanted to start over, he had to let her live her life first.
He bought her an apartment, watched her go abroad, and spent six months dealing with Jade and the company.
When all was settled, he finally stood before Delilah.
He remembered that day—the sunlight was perfect.
The breeze was gentle.
Delilah was wearing a beige casual outfit, and beside her walked a grinning male student.
In an instant, jealousy surged within him.
But looking at Delilah again, it vanished immediately.
When she hugged him, his heart raced.
He held her tightly. This time, he would never let go.
The floating comments slowly disappeared.
From now on, he would write their story.
Their lives, their rules.
No one could interfere ever again.