THE BATTLEFIELD OF LOVE
Part 98's. Decision 3's
I thought for a long time that I went through my own days when sometimes he was in the US, considering how to talk to him. Memories after memories make me sick, the possibility that we would part makes me cry bitterly for loss.
This week he's not going anywhere. So this weekend I made up my mind to talk to him. To say it is very difficult. I'm afraid the results are disappointing, but it's better than me being let down later.
Maybe I'll be heartbroken, I don't want to get through this but this is what's going to happen.
I finally decided I should talk right now.
"Dear, I want to talk to you." Even my voice felt suffocated when I started. He's still looking at his phone, I'm waiting for him
"What's wrong?" I won't start when he doesn't see me. I let him finish what he did. "What's wrong?" Finally he noticed my expression.
"I want to talk to you seriously." Right now it seems like my eyes are heating up.
"Speak seriously?" He took my hand, took it warmly. "All right, what's up?" His excellent attitude made me feel very guilty towards him.
"I want you to relinquish your position in Moscow, have your father give full authority over the two Canadian companies and we're not going to Moscow..." For a moment he couldn't speak, maybe he felt like he had misheard what I was saying.
"What do you mean to relinquish office in Moscow?"
"I don't want us to move to Moscow, I know you want to go back, but I can't, it's a city that's too foreign to me. And a lot of things aren't right there..."
"I don't accept compromise behind. You want to say it's still a long time, maybe wait until we have a family? I don't want my children to grow up among step-grandmothers who hate them, uncles who don't like them and may even want to harm them. I don't want to move to Moscow with any compromise. You want to trick me, don't think I don't know." He was silent for a moment with my words.
"Then you're saying I should hand it over to Sergie?" He still thinks of the grudges between their families, I think about the future of my family. "How do you ask me to hand over all my hard work to Sergei?"
"It's not about Sergie, it's about us. Don't you understand."
He looked at me without speaking, I continued.
"I think of my children in the future. Disputes between you are irreconcilable, Margarita hates you, Sergie hates you, you get involved with each other and accumulate hatred.
not the focus on Sergie, but what if they put my son in danger, but you and I have a life here. What is less? You've got a big company here, that's more than enough. Do we have to master everything fighting with everyone. Do you have to take our family to fight with the Margarita later. Not losing but we just want a quiet life for my family in the future..."
"You don't understand." Alex interrupts. "You want me to leave everything I've worked for."
I was drowning in the sadness of hearing those three words. I don't get it? He really appreciates Moscow more.
"What I don't understand. Is vengeance so important to you, or do you really want to live there? Here you have everything, too..."