For some reason, when tears fell from my cheeks, Alexander felt his heart suddenly jolt.
An inexplicable pain surged through him.
He stared at my retreating figure for a long time, unable to snap out of it, until a passing child softly called out.
“Mister, why are you crying?”
Only then did Alexander instinctively touch his face–it was already wet with tears.
But his mind remained blank.
Alexander stood dazed for a long while, until Sophie’s gentle voice came from behind.
“River, let’s go to the estate.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll come with you. I won’t secretly go back to the village alone anymore.”
Alexander came back to his senses.
The moment he saw Sophie, he forgot everything else.
He smiled and ran over, taking her hand.
“Whatever you say.”
“As long as you don’t want to leave me, I’ll listen to you about everything.”
The third floor of the estate was my and Alexander’s marital bedroom. But Alexander resisted strongly, refusing to stay there no matter what. After much consideration, Mrs. Whitmore finally arranged for them to stay in two guest rooms on the second floor.
Chapter 2
But before leaving, Mrs. Whitmore couldn’t help mentioning.
“Would you like to go upstairs and see the third floor? That’s where you and Victoria used
to live.”
“The doctor said the brain hemorrhage will subside within three months, and your memory
will gradually return. If you take a look, you might remember something earlier. Victoria is a good girl–I really don’t want you two to divorce. If you regret it, there’s still time…”
Alexander directly took Sophie’s hand, his tone firm.
“I won’t regret it!”
“Since we’re registering for divorce tomorrow, Mom, I want to get engaged to Sophie tomorrow. Then we’ll use the thirty–day cooling–off period to prepare for our wedding. The moment I get the divorce certificate, I want to marry Sophie openly!”
Mrs. Whitmore’s unfinished words were completely blocked.
After a long sigh, she still nodded.
Early the next morning, the weather was nice, but my body wasn’t cooperating. I swallowed
two painkillers and drove to the estate to pick up Alexander.
Gardeners bustled past me.
From afar, I could hear Sophie’s shy yet sweet voice:
“River, I only mentioned liking jasmine casually. You don’t need to make such a big fuss!”
Alexander bent down to kiss the corner of Sophie’s lips, his tone indulgent.
“Everything Sophie says is law to me.”
“I never really liked tulips anyway. I don’t know why the garden had so many. Might as well pull them all out and plant flowers you like.”
Chapter 2
Watching the precious tulips being broken, destroyed bit by bit, and buried in the soil, my breathing became labored.
This entire garden of tulips was actually planted by Alexander for me.
The year we graduated high school, Alexander wanted to give me a proper confession. Knowing I loved tulips, he had them shipped from overseas and tended them for a month until they bloomed, finally presenting them to me.
“Victoria, I like you. Let’s be together!”
The sunlight that day was as beautiful as today’s.
I laughed and scolded him for making such a big deal.
Alexander took my hand and told me solemnly.
“Liking you is the most serious thing in the world!”
The voices from memory and reality rang out simultaneously. Watching Alexander say the same words to Sophie, I couldn’t help but feel my nose sting.
Finally, I stepped forward and spoke up.
“Sorry to interrupt, but it’s about time. Should we head to the registry office?”
I stood among the flowers, wind blowing through my dress. From a distance, our eyes met.
The scene was so familiar it was disorienting.
The moment Alexander saw me, the headache struck again, but this time accompanied by countless flashing, blurred fragments.
He couldn’t help but frown and moan in pain, looking at me with difficulty.
“I think… I’m starting to remember something.”

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