I packed my suitcase, taking one last glance at the signed divorce agreement on the living room table. Before leaving, I texted Stanley’s assistant, since l didn’t have Stanley’s personal number, telling him I’d signed the papers.
When I got to the airport, I was surprised to see Forbes waving at me. It looked like he’d been waiting for a while.
“Why are you here?”
He thought i killed my half sis so he married me as revenge. As I was tortured to death, my sister came back
“Why are you here?”
Forbes casually grabbed my suitcase. “You told me you were leaving, said you needed to ‘go take a walk.‘ I figured you’d come to the airport. I wasn’t sure when your flight was, so I’ve been waiting.”
I chuckled. “You really didn’t need to see me off.”
Forbes wagged his finger at me. “I’m not just here to see you off. I’m coming with you. Besides, I’m a doctor–it’s convenient to have me around.”
“What about your job at the hospital?” I asked, confused. “Doctors don’t usually take off on a whim, right?”
“No worries. My family owns the hospital.”
I was taken aback. So, he was wealthy after all.
In the end, we didn’t take a flight. We decided to go on a road trip instead, driving wherever the car led us.
On the first day, we found ourselves in an ancient town. The green stone paths and the haunting melody a passerby sang from a bridge fascinated me, enough to distract me from the pain gnawing at my stomach.
But before dusk, my condition took a turn for the worse.
I started coughing up blood uncontrollably and had to admit myself to the hospital, hooked up to oxygen.
“What a buzzkill,” I muttered.
Forbes sat across from me, his expression soft. “You’ve been pushing yourself too hard lately. Rest for a few days, and you’ll feel better.”
I knew he was just trying to comfort me. But I understood my body better than anyone. The cancer had spread everywhere–I could even feel it under my skin.
But I didn’t want to lie in a hospital bed waiting to die. I had finally gained my freedom, and even in death, I wanted to go out on my terms.
After being discharged, I could no longer walk. My body had wasted away, leaving me nothing but skin and bones. Forbes got me a wheelchair to make things easier. “Wherever you want to go next, I’ll take you. This way, you won’t get tired.”
He was thoughtful, as always.
Whenever we went out, I bundled myself up, afraid of scaring people. We visited several cities, experiencing the unique customs and culture of each place. It was my first time seeing the famous historical landmarks and remnants of great people I’d only read about in textbooks.
There’s so much in the world I don’t know, so much I’ve never seen. But this is as far as I can go.
I’ve lost all my strength, the pain keeping me from sleeping each night. Painkillers don’t work anymore. I’ve been enduring through sheer willpower, but the agony is unbearable. I can’t eat anything and vomit blood constantly. Now, I’m sustained only by IV nutrition.
I know I only have a few days left.
But I’m not afraid.
Compared to the torment of sickness, death feels like a release.
The afternoon sun that day was warm–it’s different here in Texas than in New York, not as cold, even in winter.
I asked Forbes to wheel me outside so I could feel the breeze and bask in the sunlight.
We sat quietly in the garden, neither of us speaking.
Suddenly, Forbes tightly grabbed my hand. Seeing the emotions on his face and reading the feelings ready to burst from his eyes, I knew what he wanted to say and cut him off.
“Forbes, meeting you in this lifetime shows that fate has been kind to me. I remember all your kindness. But after I’m gone, please forget me. Live your life well. I’m just a passerby in your bright future. You don’t need to hold on or remember me.”
“No!” Forbes‘ eyes were already red. “Kelly, I—”
“No, don’t say it!”
“But I have to. Kelly, I’ve already fallen for you. I love your strength, your refusal to give up. You tell me to forget you, but that’s impossible. I’ll remember you my whole life. And in the next life, I’ll find you again.”
Looking at Forbes‘ tear–streaked face, my heart ached. I mustered all my strength to lift my hand and wipe his tears.
But I couldn’t make any promises. I am someone without a tomorrow. I could die any second now.
A light breeze blew by, and I felt lighter, as if the wind was here to carry me away.
My name is Stanley, the head of the Williams Corporation.
I wonder how the little girl who was always crying and hungry when I first met her has grown up.
I told her to wait for me, but I never expected it would take so many years before I could return
<e thought killed my half is so he married me as revenge. As I was tortured to death, my sister came back…
I told her to wait for me, but I never expected it would take so many years before I could return.
Yet fate was kind–I found her as soon as I came back.
Had it not been for the jade pendant around her neck, I might not have recognized her, as she looked nothing like the girl from my childhood.
That day, my friend threw a welcome party for me, and at the club, we ran into a drunk girl.
They were having a wild time over there, and I don’t like those kinds of girls.
But when I saw the pendant, I felt my blood freeze. She was the one I’d been searching for.
And just like that, I ended up with Beth.
When she took me home, I learned she had an older sister.
At that time, I only had eyes for Beth, so I didn’t even notice her.
On my second visit to the Walton family for dinner, as I was about to leave, Beth’s older sister, Kelly, held onto my car door, urgently and desperately insisting that she was the little girl from my childhood.
If I hadn’t already recognized Beth, I might have believed her, just based on her gaze.
I was furious. I grabbed her by the neck, pinning her against the wall. “Don’t ever say that again, or I’ll handle you myself.”
I wanted to scold her more, but when I saw the tears falling down her pale face, I hesitated. I let go of her and got into my car.
To avoid more nonsense from her, I told Beth about it and rarely visited the Walton house after that.
Beth had also complained to me, saying Kelly seemed harmless but always bullied her behind the scenes.
This made me hate Kelly even more.
Later, I proposed to Beth. But just when I was preparing for the wedding, Beth had her accident.
Everyone said that the fight between Beth and Kelly led Beth to leave in anger, which caused the accident.
I believed it too.
I wanted revenge.
She wanted to marry me, didn’t she?
Well, I’d make her wish come true.
