After crying for a while, she threw off the quilt, slipped on her slippers, and got out of bed.
Opening the villa’s front door, she walked out.
It was now past one in the morning, and it was raining. The streets were nearly empty, with only the dim glow of streetlights. She walked down them in her white nightgown, alone.
A middle-aged woman ca running over with an umbrella, "Young lady, it’s raining now, why are you out here getting wet? Go ho quickly, or else you’ll catch a cold."
Leah Thorne ignored her and continued walking in a daze.
The woman sighed and ran off into the distance.
After walking a street, she didn’t know what she tripped over, but her right foot twisted, making it impossible to walk. She sat down by the flowerbed at the roadside, slowly stretching out her small hands to cover her face tightly, crying quietly and silently.
Just then, a black umbrella opened above her, and soone ca to stand in front of her.
She withdrew her little hands, and in her vision was a pair of black trousers, above them a clean white shirt, then that strangely familiar handso face.
He had arrived.
Justin Xavier.
Leah softly started to cry out loud; she was soaking wet, her silky hair sticking to her cheeks and neck, her delicate shoulders trembling as she looked at him with reddened eyes.
The sight of this woman below him, so pitiful it was indescribable, made Justin Xavier feel like his heart was bleeding.
"Who am I?" he persistently asked her.
Leah sobbed but refused to answer.
Justin Xavier was silent for a few seconds and then turned to walk away.
But he didn’t get far because his trouser leg was grabbed by a soft, small hand, and she choked out, "You are Justin... Justin Xavier..."
The umbrella in Justin Xavier’s hand fell to the ground as he turned, kneeling down on one knee in front of her, his trembling hands cradling her small face, "I’m sorry... I’m sorry..."
Leah raised her little fists and pounded on his shoulders, pushing him away with force, "Wuwu..." She said nothing, only continued crying.
Justin Xavier let her hit him, pressing her trembling red lips with his own, not knowing whether the tears were his or hers, mixing with the rain, dripping together into the dust.
"Wife, I’m sorry... I couldn’t help it... Can you teach what to do... I admit I deliberately forced you, deliberately made you sad, but your pain was felt deeply in my own heart... Wife, forgive , please forgive ..."
Leah collapsed into his arms, tightly embraced by him. She cried so hard that she briefly lost oxygen, and fainted on the spot.
...
When she opened her eyes again, she was already in the bedroom, looking into an enlarged handso face that smiled tenderly at her, "Wife, you’re awake. You got caught in the rain earlier, and to prevent catching a cold, let’s take a hot shower first. I’ll carry you there."
He pulled the quilt off of her and lifted her in his arms.
Upon returning ho earlier, he had helped her out of her damp clothes and wrapped her in a blanket.
Leah tightly shut her eyes and burrowed into his embrace.
During this stage of pregnancy, it wasn’t suitable for won to take baths, so Justin Xavier held her under the shower spray. He adjusted the water temperature to a very comfortable degree, and first splashed so warm water onto her skin, "Is it too hot? Do you want to hold you while you wash?"
It was unclear whether it was the steam or embarrassnt, but Leah’s pale little face quickly flushed, and she struggled out of his arms, turning her back to stand beneath the showerhead to rinse.
Little hands gathered so water to wash her face when she heard sounds behind her—a tallic belt clattering to the floor, the rustling of expensive fabric, and him removing the wristwatch from his arm.
A long arm reached over to take the shampoo from the caddy. He whispered in her ear, "Close your eyes, I’ll help you wash your hair. Just a quick rinse, it can’t take too long."
Leah’s long eyelashes fluttered, and as he was about to touch her, she pushed his hand away.
"What’s wrong? Wife." From behind, he embraced her, "Have you forgotten who I am? I’m your husband; it’s normal for to help you shower..."
With a "slap," she still extended her hand to knock away his large palm.
Justin Xavier was stunned.
Leah slowly retreated into the corner of the wall, watching him silently through the steam rising from the shower, with a layer of mist between them.
Justin Xavier looked into her beautiful eyes, no longer dull and confused. Her almond eyes were gentle and lovely, and the clear water glead with his reflection, full of him.
He was struck with awe, a huge joy was bursting from his chest, and he dared not blink, intently watching her with a burning intensity.
He feared this was just another dream.
He knew that she had rembered him.
She rembered every little thing between them.
At that mont, Leah suddenly leaped forward.
Justin Xavier imdiately reached out to catch her, holding her, his back pressed against the cool white tiles, and she kissed his lips.
She was kissing him.
Justin Xavier didn’t close his eyes, nor did she. At this mont, he felt that all the lost years between them didn’t matter because in each other’s eyes, they were the most beautiful sight in life.
He turned her around, pinning her to the wall, holding her little face and kissing her tenderly.
Leah’s hands also touched his handso face, feeling the heat under her fingertips, the tears in his eyes hastily traversing her fingers.
"Wife, thank you."
Thank you for not leaving ...
"Justin Xavier, I wanted so much... to forget you, that way I wouldn’t have been in so much pain... You shouldn’t have forced to rember you; you shouldn’t have forced ..."
Justin Xavier wrapped her tightly in his arms, "I’m sorry, wife, I couldn’t do it—I don’t want you to forget ..."
Leah slowly lifted her small hands to hug him, lightly closing her eyes, "It’s okay, husband~"
For the first ti in such a long ti, she called him "husband."
Justin Xavier quickly blocked her red lips with his own.
...
Leah truly regained her mory and no longer forgot Justin Xavier, rembering him every day.
Justin Xavier thought everything was over, believing the clouds had been replaced by sunshine, but soon everything reverted back to the way it was.
Leah began losing her appetite, whatever he fed her would soon be vomited up. She started having nightmares again at night, her forehead covered in cold sweat as she writhed around in pain on the bed.
"Daddy, Mommy, Brother... don’t leave , take with you... Daddy, Mommy, Brother..." She kept muttering in agony, repeatedly calling for her dad, mom, and brother.
Justin Xavier tried to wake her, "Leah, wake up!"
Leah couldn’t wake from the nightmare, and soon she bit the tip of her tongue.
Justin Xavier’s black pupils suddenly contracted, at this mont it felt as if his heart had stopped beating—she actually bit her tongue.
This was the first ti Leah had shown self-harming behavior.
"Leah, open your mouth!" Justin Xavier imdiately pinched her cheeks, forcing her to open her mouth.
Leah still wanted to hurt herself, so Justin Xavier imdiately brought his arm to her mouth.
Leah bit down hard, and the taste of blood, tallic and sweet, imdiately spread in her mouth.
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