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Chapter 18

Author: Duit
Ella was right.

Gregory couldn't refute that.

He was the one who had allowed Ella to cross the line. He was the one who craved the momentary warmth and relaxation. When he had to make a choice between Silvia and Ella, he was the one who kept choosing Ella, who knew how to play the vulnerable card and looked like she needed protection more.

He was the one who had bound himself with that so-called "last wish", but he didn't dare face that hint of a feeling hiding in the depths of his heart, tha
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    Gregory looked up with a final hint of hope in his bloodshot eyes.They sat on the cold stone bench in the small yard of the inn.Silvia didn't beat around the bush. She said, "Mr. Fisher, I underwent ECT because I wanted to forget things that had become too painful to bear. There are some records in my notebook, but in my eyes, it feels like a stranger's story instead of mine. I can't feel any of the love or hatred you spoke of."She paused for a while, gazing at the warm lights of the homestay in the distance. Her voice took on a gentle and determined tone as she said, "I'm living a happy life right now. Mark is good to me, and my life here has been peaceful and fulfilling. This is everything I've ever wanted. So, please… just let go."She turned and looked at him with a clear gaze. "Please stop trying to bring back any memories. Even if I remember them, I'll only feel the anguish that comes with them. Do you want me to end up like that?"Gregory felt like he had been struck by

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    Silvia looked at Gregory, her gaze clear yet maintaining an obvious sense of distance.She shook her head lightly, and her calm tone sounded almost cruel. "Sir, you must have gotten the wrong person. I don't know you."She paused for a moment, then added, "Also, this is my home. I'm not going anywhere."The word "sir" felt like ice-cold needles that pierced Gregory's heart.Silvia didn't know him, and she said that this was her home.Immense despair and fear were threatening to drown him. He had endured a hellish ordeal and gone on a painstaking search before finally finding her, but all he got in the end was a casual "I don't know you".Mark reached up and gently put an arm around Silvia's shoulders. Then, he asked Gregory to leave. "Sir, if you aren't here to check in, please stay away from my guests and… my fiancee."Gregory repeated numbly in his mind, "Fiancee…"His figure wavered, and his face instantly turned as pale as a sheet.He stared intently at Silvia, trying to f

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    Faced with the sudden surge of guests and newfound attention, Silvia and Mark had no choice but to work even more closely together.They discussed ways to improve their service, how they would deal with media interviews, and how to maintain the unique character of the homestay while fulfilling more needs of the guests.Through their time together, Silvia could clearly sense that Mark was beginning to be more open with his feelings for her.He would remember that she had gastric issues, so he would quietly prepare a warm mug of milk for her every morning.When she was staying up overnight to organize some materials, he would silently place an eye-friendly reading light beside her, along with some cut fruit.When the guests were teasing them and saying things like they were the perfect couple, Mark's ears would get tinted red, but instead of refuting, he would just sneak her a glance.His feelings were a simple, direct, and subtle sort of warmth.Silvia's heart had once been froze

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    The turning point came in late fall.That year, Hashmere experienced an exceptionally active aurora display, which only came by once in several decades.The dazzling ribbons of light danced in the night sky in hues of green and purple, dreamlike and ethereal.Silvia sharply capitalized on this opportunity.She immediately worked overtime to create promotional materials and videos with the theme "Chasing the Northern Lights". She contacted a travel blogger they had worked with before, then turned Northern Lights into the best observation point for the auroras."Catch the auroras right from the comfort of your bed at Northern Lights!" The tagline was irresistible.Soon, the originally desolate town was seeing crowds of tourists who had come in pursuit of the auroras.As for Northern Lights, which had made ample preparations beforehand, the homestay was packed almost every day, and they had reservations booked out two months in advance.Mark was bustling about with barely a mome

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    The sky in Hashmere was a clear, distant blue, something Silvia had never seen before.The crisp scent of pine needles and the earthy scent of soil wafted in the air, a stark contrast to the smell of exhaust and concrete in the city.Silvia rented an old house with a yard located at the edge of the town. There was an ancient birch tree in the yard.Every morning, she would be woken up by the twittering of birds. When she opened her window, she could see the dark and graceful mountains in the distance.Mimicking the town residents, she went to the market to buy fresh vegetables and started cooking her own meals. Sometimes, she would learn from the middle-aged lady next door, pickling vegetables and sewing thick cotton mattresses.She would still occasionally flip through the writings in the notebook, but when she read about her past involving people like Gregory and Ella, she felt like she was reading a stranger's story. She hardly felt any emotions.ECT was like a gentle eraser t

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