Dianna picked up her phone and opened the text ssage, inside was the video sent by Christina Shaw.
Because she hadn’t opened it, the video was paused at a fra showing a large room, with no lights on, so the image was pitch dark. But faintly, two entwined figures could be seen. Below was Christina Shaw, and the tall, muscular man above her—just by his body, it was clear that it was... Cain Shaw!
Dianna’s heart trembled slightly; she knew Christina Shaw had sent her a passionate video.
Her slender, pale fingers clenched the phone until her knuckles whitened. Dianna wanted to open the video, but her raised fingertip hung in midair, trembling slowly, unable to press play.
She, who had never backed down from any hardship before, was now afraid to face this video.
She dared not.
Dared not to open the video.
Rationality constantly told her to open it, to take a good look, so she could give up, even if Cain was the first man she ever liked, she could still forget him. After all, who doesn’t fall for a few jerks when they’re young?
But Dianna slowly withdrew her finger, and with a "smack," she placed the phone facedown on the cold washbasin. Her fan-like lashes fell gently as she let out a self-mocking chuckle.
This is better; she no longer harbors any expectations for Cain Shaw.
...
It was a long ti before Dianna ca out of the bathroom. Julie asked curiously, "Dianna, why did you take so long... Oh my god, Dianna, what’s wrong, why are you so pale, are you sick?"
Julie reached up to touch Dianna’s forehead, but didn’t feel any heat, just coldness.
Dianna’s face was deathly pale, her whole body ice-cold.
"Dianna, what’s wrong, don’t scare ."
Dianna shook her head, "I’m fine..."
She was just...heartbroken.
At that mont, the gentle ringtone of her phone chid, a call was coming in.
It was Jodie Young calling.
So late at night, Jodie Young was calling. It seed urgent.
Dianna furrowed her delicate brows slightly, then answered the call...
...
Christina Shaw had sent the video to Dianna, but she felt it wasn’t enough; she had to call her nephew, Yuric Thatcher.
Christina Shaw quickly dialed Yuric Thatcher’s number.
At that mont, Yuric Thatcher was driving, thinking of what Dianna had said earlier. His heart felt as if it was being cut with a knife, hurting so much.
When Christina Shaw’s call ca in, he pulled himself together and pressed the answer key, "Hello, Auntie."
"Yuric, where are you now? I’ve brought Yuri Shaw to City of Crestfall; let’s have a al together soti," Christina Shaw said with a smile.
"Okay, I’ll host a dinner for Uncle and Auntie tomorrow night."
"Sure, no problem. By the way, Yuric, today I saw soone familiar."
"Soone familiar?"
"Yuric, you know, before he t , your uncle led quite a wild life, had a lot of won around him. He once kept a young woman hidden away, and I t her once. It turns out I ran into her again today, she’s even changed her na now, to...what was it...oh, Dianna it is."
The mont the na "Dianna" was ntioned, Yuric’s hand shook on the steering wheel, and the car swerved off course.
Ding.
A piercing honk sounded behind him, along with curses, "Are you crazy, can’t you drive properly?"
But Yuric couldn’t hear these noises; his ears were buzzing with Christina Shaw’s words, "Auntie, you...what are you saying, Di...anna? Dianna and...Uncle...?"
"Yuric, what’s wrong? Yes, I’m talking about Dianna. She used to live in Starfall City, known as Tanya Sullivan. If you look it up, you’ll know. Your uncle kept her for a long ti; she was your uncle’s forr lover."
Yuric’s eyes widened in shock, as if he forgot how to breathe. Dianna and Uncle...
How could these two be linked together?
Yuric never imagined a secret past between Dianna and Cain Shaw. One was the girl he deeply liked, the other his respected and admired uncle. They...they actually...
Yuric knew Dianna lived in Starfall City before moving to City of Crestfall. Turns out, the man was Uncle!
Dianna’s first love was his uncle!
Yuric clenched his fist, veins popping on the back of his hand. He felt ridiculous. Dianna and Cain were pretending not to know each other right in front of him. What were they taking him for—a clown, a pathetic fool?
No wonder earlier at the bar, when Jack Alden hurled the insult "you slut," Cain was furious. He wasn’t standing up for his nephew; he was protecting his forr lover!
Thinking of his admiration and gratitude towards Cain made Yuric feel like a colossal joke!
He’d been played around by those two!
Yuric was driven by imnse anger, stepping hard on the gas, the luxury car recklessly weaving through the crowded streets.
Ding.
Offensive horns blared all around, and people stared at Yuric as if he were crazy, "Has he lost his mind, is he trying to get into an accident?"
The luxury car sped to a red-light intersection. It was clearly red ahead, but Yuric couldn’t see it. His conversation with Dianna replayed in his mind; she told him she liked that man.
Dianna likes Cain Shaw!
The man is already 36, and she’s only 21. He really couldn’t understand what she saw in him!
Yuric pressed the accelerator, the luxury car shot forward with a "whoosh."
At that mont, blinding headlights from an oncoming truck filled his view, the two vehicles about to collide.
Yuric was shocked with cold sweat, suddenly turning the steering wheel.
Bam.
The luxury car, while avoiding the truck, crashed into the barrier and wall, then violently flipped, sparks flying everywhere.
Yuric was eventually thrown out of the driver’s seat, covered in blood.
"Di...Dianna..."
Yuric murmured Dianna’s na, then closed his eyes.
...
At the hospital.
Dianna rushed over, having received a call from Jodie Young telling her Yuric Thatcher had been in a serious car accident. She hurried over with a coat over her pajamas.
"Dianna, you’re finally here!" Mrs. Thatcher, tears streaming down her face, grabbed Dianna’s hand, "Dianna, please, save Yuric!"
Dianna glanced at the red light illuminating the operating room and supported Mrs. Thatcher, "Auntie, the doctors will save Yuric."
"Dianna, the doctors said Yuric’s leg is severely injured and he needs imdiate surgery, but... but he refuses to have the operation. He said he would only agree if you marry him. If you refuse, he’d rather be crippled or even die."
With a "thud," Mrs. Thatcher knelt before Dianna, "Dianna, please agree to marry Yuric!"
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