Chapter 26

My calm mask instantly shattered.

I looked into Jim’s eyes.

“Don’t tell him…” My sincerity must’ve taken him aback, because he only looked at me in confusion.

“Why not?

If this were before, you would’ve been more than happy to let him know.” I pursed my lips and answered, “Maybe I’ve changed.

Is that not allowed?”

“That’s not like you,” he said with a shake of his head.

“The old you would’ve never skipped a chance to make him feel pity toward you.” He then let out a meaningful chuckle.

“You’ve used this kind of ‘woe-is-me’ ploy plenty of times before.” I clenched my jaw.

“Is that so?”

“It is,” he answered nonchalantly.

“However, these tricks will get old if you overuse them, and he’ll eventually stop caring.” I nodded in affirmation.

“Then, don’t tell him about this.

He won’t believe it anyway.” Jim’s gaze rested on me heavily, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

“You’re really different from before.

It’s quite the drastic change.” “Really?

” I asked while glancing at my wrist.

I had been deliberately avoiding that wound these past few days.

The cut had been deep, and it was obvious that I had truly intended to end my life.

I couldn’t remember the years I had spent married, but I knew that my 25-year-old self clearly had to be in helpless despair to want to end it all.

Jim suddenly narrowed his eyes at me.

“The biggest change seems to be that… You’ve forgotten a lot of things?

” I shuddered, and my expression fell.

I didn’t want him to know that.

After a while, I replied nonchalantly, “Really?

Well, those weren’t particularly happy memories anyway.

I wanted to forget them and start anew.” He didn’t press further and merely tapped his finger on the desk before continuing, “Starting over isn’t a bad idea.

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