Chapter 1
Fifty million, leaving the country within a week, leaving my son forever.”
Brianna Wiggins sat across from Gretchen Belton, her well-maintained face showing no hidden contempt.
If it were in the past, Gretchen would definitely have retorted with tears in her eyes, “I wasn’t with him for the money
Now, she just nodded calmly and said, “Okay”
Brianna paused for a moment, then smirked, “At least she knows her place.”
She emphasized the “self-awareness” heavily, as if highlighting the vast difference in identity between her and Howard Wiggins.
Gretchen looked down and didn’t say anything, took the check, and then turned and left.
When she got back to the villa, it was already dark.
It’s too big here, so big that she often gets lost.
The only familiar thing was the photo on the coffee table. In the picture, Howard had his arm around her waist, looking down at her with eyes so gentle they could melt the snow of winter
She gently touched the photo, suddenly remembering that rainy night three years ago
That year, she found Howard at the end of the alley, covered in blood and with a vacant look in
his eyes.
“Who are you?” she asked him
“I don’t remember ” He shook his head blankly, rain mixed with blood dripping from his
And so, she brought the amnesiac man back home.
The old shabby apartment, only thirty square meters, was cramped for the two of them.
The wall was peeling, the pipes were leaking, and she had to use three blankets to keep waren hy swinter
‘x just in this poorest place that the purest love was born
They relied on each other and became each other’s everything from then on
He waited downstairs for three hours while she was working overtime, just to walk her home
When she was sweating and in pain during her period, I stayed up all might massaging her
stomach
He worked five jobs in secret for a day, just to buy her an expensive necklace that she couldn’t
bear to buy after looking at it three times
The only thing that she couldn’t stand was that he would cling to her every night.
She blushed and begged for mercy, he chuckled lowly while biting her earlobe, “Baby, only
because I love you so much.”
The year they loved each other the most, he even took her to a tattoo shop and got her name
tattooed on his collarbone.
The tattoo artist asked him if he was afraid of pain, but he just looked at her and smiled, “Pain is good, that way you won’t forget the person you love the most.”
She thought they would be happy forever.
Until he recovered his memory
She just found out that, turns out, he wasn’t a poor guy wandering the streets, but the prince of the Wiggins family in Yaclax, the heir to half of the financial circle, back then, he was just set up by his archenemy, causing him to have amnesia from a car accident and end up on the
streets.
After recovering his identity, Howard moved into a 2,000-square-foot mansion with Gretchen The bathroom alone was ten times bigger than her original home
But he, from then on, seemed like a different person
He wore a designer suit that she couldn’t even recognize, a priceless watch, talked about multi-million dollar deals, and didn’t come home all night
She was fooling herself, “He was just too busy
at
1611 that day, entertainment headlines were filled with rumors about him and the Crawley Group beiness Veronica Crawley
In the photo, he was wearing a designer suit, opening the car door for her, and they were smiling at each other, which inade her eyes hurt
The comments section is all talking about “marrying someone from the same background”
and “a match made in heaven
At that moment, she sat alone by the window, staring at the moon all night, and finally realized a fact.
That Howard who used to pick her up from work in the snow, buy her necklaces with his hard-earned money, and tattoo her name on his collarbone, died on the day he regained his
memory
The Wiggins family’s son is like night and day compared to her.
He stood on the cloud, she was stuck in the mud.
Just like the moon can never reach the dust, a person like him is destined to be with someone equally dazzling.
If so, why did she bring it on herself?
Let it go
Let him go, let yourself go.
That night, the villa was still empty, Howard still hadn’t returned.
Gretchen didn’t wait up for him until the early hours like she used to. Instead, she went to bed early and then headed to the visa center as soon as it was light out.
She went through the express lane, and her visa and passport were ready within a week.
When Gretchen walked out of the visa center, it was already noon. She randomly picked a
restaurant
The moment she pushed the door open, her footsteps hesitated slightly
Sitting by the window, Howard was gently wiping Veronica’s mouth with a tissue.
That look was so gentle that it could melt the ice in the coldest winter, just like when we used to kiss and laugh together in the rented room
Gretchen stood there, feeling like her heart was being squeezed by an invisible hand.
She turned around to leave, but accidentally knocked over the potted plant by the door
Howard looked up when he heard a sound and saw Gretchen, the warmth in his eyes fading
instantly.
He walked slowly towards her, his thin lips slightly parted, his voice low and cold: “Are you following me?
Before I could even speak, he said again, “I’ve already explained to you about those online
rumors, it’s just about business cooperation. How long are you going to keep making a fuss?”
Gretchen opened her mouth to explain, but her throat felt like it was stuffed with cotton.
Brianna’s words from yesterday are still ringing in my ears. “Howard and Veronica’s marriage
was arranged by their families long ago, and he really likes Veronica himself
Is it the kind of cooperation that is like a marriage?
“Howard, don’t be so mean.” Veronica also walked over, smiling and trying to smooth things over, “It’s fate that we met, let’s sit together.
Before Gretchen could refuse, Veronica just dragged her to their table
Gretchen was pinned to the chair like a puppet, facing Howard’s icy face.
“What does Ms. Belton want to eat?” Veronica pushed the menu in front of her, “The French cuisine here is very authentic
Gretchen stared at the French words on the menu that she couldn’t understand at all, feeling embarrassed and awkward
I wasn’t hungry,” she pushed the menu away
Have some soup,” Veronica served a bowl of seafood soup in front of her. “It’s very fresh
Gretchen stared at the shrimp floating in the soup, her stomach twisting in paint
She was seriously allergic to seafood
hust as she was about to politely decline, Howard’s phone rang.
He got up to answer the phone, his back straight like a pine tree
She had seen that suit in a magazine before, enough to buy the whole neighborhood she used
to live in.
“Give it a try.”Veronica suddenly lowered her voice, “After all, with your status, you don’t
usually get to eat such expensive dishes.”
Gretchen suddenly looked up and met her smiling eyes
“Do you really think that just because you had a fling with Howard, you can marry into a wealthy family?” She tapped her fingers lightly on the edge of the cup, “If it weren’t for his
low-class woman like you wouldn’t even be worthy of shining his shoes.”
amnesia
Gretchen clenched the napkin, the fabric crumpled in her palm.
She was poor, but that didn’t give anyone the right to trample on her dignity like that. “Ms
Crawley, we don’t know each other, but you…”
“Oh no!”
Just as she was halfway through her sentence, Veronica suddenly screamed and accidentally knocked over the bowl of seafood soup, the scalding liquid splashing onto the back of her hand and splattering all over Gretchen’s hands.
Howard turned back at the sound, his long fingers immediately gripping Veronica’s hand “What’s wrong?”
It’s nothing” Veronica’s eyes were red and swollen. “It’s all my fault. Being caught having dirmer alone with you, Ms Belton as your girlfriend, she saw it and got angry. It’ understandable
Howard indiately tooked at Gretchen, with a cold expression on his face, “Gretchen. I’ve explained in countless times, do you have to be like this?
We man it was her own
“That’s enough” he interrupted her, “I saw it with my own eyes, how can it be fake? when de you become so unreasonable?”
After saying that, Howard just walked away without looking back, holding Veronica’s head
Veronica was leaning on his shoulder, slowly turned her head, and gave Gretchen a victorious
smile.
Gretchen stood there, trembling, and reached out her hands, which were burned red.
The blister had already formed, hurting like a million needles poking.
In Howard’s eyes, there was only that small patch of slightly red skin on Veronica
He left so quickly, so decisively, didn’t even give her a glance.
Howard could clearly see that she was the most caring.
Three years ago when she burned herself while cooking, he was so worried that his eyes turned
red. He rushed to the pharmacy in the middle of the night to buy medicine. When he came back, he applied the medicine to her wound and asked, “Grete, does it hurt?”
Back then, his eyes were all on her
Now Howard can’t see her anymore.
