Panic flashed across both my face and Sophie’s at the same time.
I reached out to help him, but Alexander pushed me away and shouted.
“Stay away!”
I stumbled and fell to the ground.
Seeing Alexander still avoiding me like the plague, Sophie quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
She looked down with concern.
“River, what’s wrong?”
Alexander clung to Sophie like a lifeline.
“My head hurts. Random memories are flooding back, and I don’t want to remember!”
“Sophie, I only want you. Don’t leave me!”
A flash of smugness crossed Sophie’s face.
While comforting Alexander, she showed off to me subtly.
“I won’t leave. I’ll always stay with you.”
“Miss Carter, should I come with you both for the divorce registration?”
“As you can see, he really can’t be without me.”
I’m not stupid.
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I could hear the implication in Sophie’s words.
Suppressing the bitterness rising in my heart, I nodded:
“Alright then, thank you for the trouble.”
Throughout the drive, I drove very steadily. Alexander sat in the back with lowered eyes, seemingly sorting through the chaotic memories in his mind. His gaze occasionally found mine through the rearview mirror.
When our eyes met, Alexander no longer looked at me with disgust, but more with
confusion and bewilderment.
Seeing Alexander distracted, Sophie took the initiative to ask.
“Miss Carter, are you free today?”
“Today is River and my engagement dinner at the estate. Would you like to join us for a simple meal?”
The jarring words hit my ears, and my knuckles turned white gripping the steering wheel.
“Sorry, I have other commitments later, so I won’t be able to make it.”
“Congratulations on your union.”
Alexander frowned almost imperceptibly and turned his head away, no longer looking at
Sophie gripped his hand tighter and added.
“It’s fine. River is just too eager to marry me.”
“But we’re having our wedding ceremony in a month. Will you have time to attend then?”
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The harsh sound of brakes filled the air as I changed the subject.
“Probably not. We’re here, let’s get out first.”
Since we had made an appointment in advance, the procedures went quickly. Afterwards, Sophie went to the restroom, leaving just Alexander and me in the car. I fiddled with my phone while he took the initiative to speak.
“Sorry about pushing you earlier. It was an instinctive reaction. So many memories
suddenly flooded in–I just want to focus on the present.”
Seeing how pale I looked, he asked tentatively.
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“I heard from my mother that you’re going abroad for treatment. Is your condition already
serious?”
This was the first time Alexander had actively shown concern for me since our reunion. His gentle tone was just like my Alex.
Perhaps sick people are more sensitive and fragile.
Looking at this face identical to Alex’s, the grievances I’d been suppressing came flooding
back.
I turned to look at him.
The brain might forget.
But that’s okay–the eyes will remember for me.
It was as if I were speaking through him to my Alex, complaining of my hardships.
My eyes turned red with despair.
“Serious.”
Chapter 3
“If luck isn’t on my side, Alex, I won’t live to see another spring.”
That evening, I saw Sophie’s engagement announcement on social media.
On the screen, Alexander wore a suit, holding another woman’s hand.
He looked very happy.
Looking at the painkillers scattered on the coffee table, my hands shook so badly I couldn’t
even lift the water glass.
That night, I cried until dawn.
But I wasn’t the only one who couldn’t sleep.
Alexander couldn’t sleep either. Every time he closed his eyes, my red–rimmed eyes appear, pitifully telling him “I won’t live to see another spring.” Overwhelming pain surged through him, mixed with fragmentary memories.
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His heart felt like it was being carved by knives.
Sophie kept waiting for Alexander to return from the study, but he never came back. Her gaze drifted to the garden below–all the tulips should have been uprooted by now and replaced with jasmine. But tonight when Alexander returned, he had specifically asked them to leave just one last tulip.
She didn’t even dare ask why, filled with fear and panic.
Sophie couldn’t help but make a despicable prayer to heaven.
Don’t let him remember the past.
During the final thirty–day cooling–off period, Alexander and I never met again. I could only learn about his situation through fragments from others. He was doing well–very happy and very busy.
Chapter 3
Sophie stayed by his side constantly.
I heard his memory was beginning to loosen.
On the day we officially received our divorce certificate, Sophie accompanied him and
handed me an invitation.
“Miss Carter, you simply must honor us with your presence at tomorrow’s wedding!”
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