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Dying to Let You Go Chapter 12
Sophie's POVIan didn't manage to catch up with me. He missed me by just a few seconds. I'd just gotten into the cab when he rushed out the door.He chased after the car for a long time, only stopping when he had completely run out of strength. Then, he kept calling me.I didn't pick up.Yesterday, we'd gone to the courthouse to ensure the divorce was formalized. I told him that after we held the wedding today, we would go to City Hall to register our marriage. It would be a double celebration.He foolishly believed me.I didn't feel any joy in tricking him. All I felt was a bottomless, aching emptiness.I'd heard Patricia's encouragement when I was lying on the operating table, ready to die. During our sessions, she'd already seen how dependent I was on Ian. She'd tried, gently, to warn me, but I'd refused to listen. It wasn't until I was flat on that operating table, hearing her say the same words again, that my mindset finally shifted.In that moment, what pushed me to live
Dying to Let You Go Chapter 11
Third-Person POVDuring this period, with Sophie insisting that she and Ian should start over and rebuild their relationship, the two of them slept in separate rooms.One day, out of nowhere, she sliced up some mango and walked over to where Ian was working with a smile. "Ian, I think I remembered something."He froze, his expression impossible to read."I remembered that you love mangoes. Before you got off work every day, you'd call me and ask me to prepare some for you."It was as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped over his head, making his blood freeze. Jack was the one who loved mangoes. What Sophie had remembered was something between her and Jack.When Ian didn't respond, Sophie looked at him in confusion. "Why aren't you eating? Did I remember it wrong? But I clearly remember my husband loving this. Don't tell me I have another husband somewhere.""Of course not! It's me. I'm the one who loves mangoes. I'm just so happy I don't know what to do," Ian hastily said.
Dying to Let You Go Chapter 10
Third-Person POVOf course, seeing the marriage certificate in such a state set Sophie off.For some reason, losing her memory had made her temper a lot worse too. She grabbed everything she could lift and hurled it at Ian, her eyes red as she accused, "You can't even keep our marriage certificate safe. You don't love me at all! I want a divorce!"The word "divorce" made Ian panic. He dropped to his knees on the spot and tried to explain. "It's my fault that this happened, but we can get it reissued. I swear I'll take good care of it this time. Please believe me, okay?"Finally, after he begged on his knees for a long time and transferred an eight-figure sum to her without any conditions, Sophie relented.She agreed to go with him to have their marriage certificate reissued on the day she was discharged from the hospital. But when they got into the car, she sat in the backseat.Thinking of how she always got carsick back there, Ian chuckled and asked, "Babe, have you forgotten th
Dying to Let You Go Chapter 9
Third-Person POVSophie woke up on the third day after her surgery.The moment her eyes opened, Ian, who'd been sitting by her bed for three whole days, shot to his feet. He fired off questions nonstop. "Sophie, you're awake. Do you feel okay?"She faltered for a moment. Her hands, hidden under the blanket, balled into tight fists. After a moment, she shook her head and asked curiously, "Who are you?"Ian stiffened. Then, his heart raced with wild joy. While waiting for Sophie to wake up, he'd gone over countless versions of apologies and explanations in his head, mentally prepared to pursue her all over again.The one thing he hadn't expected was that she would lose her memory and forget everything. Somehow, that gave him a chance to start over.He forced himself to tamp down the thrill in his chest. "I'm your husband. We just registered our marriage last week. Our wedding is scheduled for the end of this month."He paused, then added, "But a few days ago, you accidentally fell
Dying to Let You Go Chapter 8
Third-Person POVJealousy flared up in Ian like a raging fire.From that moment on, every single second that passed, every little thing Sophie did, every gentle reminder she gave him, all became provocations in his eyes.The more he loved her, the more it hurt. The more it hurt, the more it twisted into hate. It didn't help that Jessica kept fanning the flames, going on and on about Sophie and Jack's past, trying to lure Ian into resentment."Don't you think this is unfair to you? You've loved Sophie for so long, but she only chose you after settling for second best. If it were me, I'd definitely get even."The next message she sent was a revealing selfie. Ian, in a moment of sheer madness, went to meet her.On his way home afterward, he didn't forget to buy Sophie her favorite pastries. He remembered what her therapist, Patricia Brown, had said—having something sweet once in a while could help lift Sophie's mood.But watching Sophie beam as she ate the pastries only made Ian fe
Dying to Let You Go Chapter 7
Third-Person POVOn the way to the hospital, Ian's mind kept looping through every memory he had of his time with Sophie, just like she had the night she'd walked home alone in the rain.He'd first met Sophie in his sophomore year of college. He'd collapsed from low blood sugar in the middle of a basketball game. Sophie, who'd been passing by, had given him the candy she always carried with her.At the time, he hadn't known that Sophie was the woman his dormmate, Jack, had been pursuing for six months. He only knew it was love at first sight for him, and he launched straight into a fierce pursuit. By the time he found out the truth, Sophie and Jack were already together.The day he heard they were getting married, Ian cried the whole night. Then, he got in his car and followed their wedding convoy from start to finish, all by himself.In the end, when Jack carried Sophie out of the car, Ian hadn't dared to walk up to them. He'd just turned the car around and driven off, his eyes r
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