In the ward, Michael looked at Monica. His eyes were red, and he looked very upset.
Deep down, he really did feel upset.
Even if he knew Monica might still like Finn, he had never thought Monica had no feelings for him.
He always thought that all these years, Monica had feelings for him. At the very least, there was love.
However, it turned out that he was being used the entire time, and they were just friends all along.
Rather than saying he felt terrible, he was starting to doubt himself.
How could he, a person of status and with so many schemes, be defeated in Monica's hands?
She was the first woman he had tried so hard to give all his heart to, yet she did not love him?
Michael had set high standards for himself since he was young, but now, he could not even compare to a mere Finn.
How ridiculous! It was simply ridiculous.
