LOGINOnce again, I had an episode. My best friend rushed forward and snatched the knife from my hand, her face twisted with resentment. "How long are you going to keep this up? You think you can act however you want just because you have depression? No wonder Nolan left you!" I froze. My best friend, however, looked relieved. "I should have told you sooner. Nolan specifically asked me to stay with you today because he was afraid you'd try to ruin his wedding to Evelyn." She blocked the doorway, looking self-righteous. "Let me make this clear. Even if you cut your wrists and died right here today, you still can't keep trying to come between them. So what if you once helped Nolan? After all these years of him taking care of you, he's more than paid you back!" Not long after, my mother hurried over to take my best friend's place. She was supposed to be one of the bridesmaids. My mother pleaded with me. "Our family wouldn't have made it this far without Nolan. You have to be a good person and let him go find his happiness." A crushing sense of absurdity washed over me. Nolan Drake's message was still sitting quietly on my phone. "Honey, I'm going overseas to see a doctor who's important to you. Don't worry. I'll make sure you get better. Once you're well, we'll get married." I collapsed to the floor, tears falling silently onto the screen. They had no idea I had cancer. I had already decided I did not want to become a burden to Nolan. I gave my mother a bitter smile. "Fine. I promise. I'll give Nolan what he wants."
View MoreThe day Nolan was buried, my mother came.She was dressed all in black. Her hair had gone completely white, and she had grown so thin that her clothes hung loosely from her frame.She stood in front of the grave and left a bowl of noodles in front of Nolan's headstone.As the steam rose, she said, "Nolan, Chloe loved noodles. Have some together."Sasha stood beside her. During this time, she had been keeping track of Evelyn's case for Nolan.Evelyn did not come. She was still in custody, and the case was moving through the legal process.Later, I heard that her father had asked her lawyer to approach the Drake family and request a letter of forgiveness.Nolan was already gone, and the Drake family had directed all their anger at Evelyn.Five years in prison was something she could not escape.Sasha told me the news at my grave.The wind was strong, scattering the bouquet of white bellflowers in front of my headstone.She picked them up one by one and put them back in place.
Nolan shut himself away at home, refusing to leave our room.He forced Evelyn to divorce him. Then, he handed the company over to a professional manager.Every day, he did only two things.The first was writing. He started from the day I was diagnosed and stopped at the day he discovered the truth.He wrote down what he had done each day, what he had said to me, and what my physical condition had been like at the time.He stopped writing on the third page. Because on the day I was diagnosed, he had been taking Evelyn on vacation to Palm Bay.The flight booking and my biopsy report were dated the same day.He wrote the two lines side by side on the page, drew a line between them, then marked it with a huge X.After that, he closed the notebook. He did not sleep that night.He sat on the couch with the TV on, the volume turned almost all the way down.The news was showing footage of Evelyn being taken away, with reporters gathered outside the police station.She covered her fa
My mother stayed in our hometown after that.She went back to the little bedroom. The same room where I had curled up and coughed up blood in the final days of my life.She spent the entire day cleaning. She threw away the bloodstained tissues. She patched the scratches on the wall with spackle, folded my old clothes, and put them neatly into the closet.When she was done, she sat on the edge of the bed and stared for a long time at the brownish stain beneath my pillow that would not come out.It was from a nosebleed I had had in the middle of the night during chemotherapy. The blood had soaked through, and I had never told anyone.She started going through the things I had left behind.There was a cardboard box under the bed. Inside were copies of my medical records, payment receipts, and handwritten instructions from my doctors.My mother went through them one by one. …By the third page, her hands had started to shake.My medical records noted that I had been suffering fr
Nolan stood frozen, his palm still resting against Evelyn's barely rounded stomach.Her words seemed to blur into a dull hum. He could not make sense of them.All he could think about was what his assistant had just said.Something involving Evelyn."What is it?" he asked hoarsely.His assistant glanced at Evelyn before lowering his head and handing Nolan a tablet."Someone deleted part of the security footage from the hallway on the day of the wedding. But the camera outside the pharmacy next door caught another angle. Ms. Swift did not push Mrs. Drake. Mrs. Drake grabbed Ms. Swift's hand herself and then fell backward."Nolan took the tablet.On the screen, I was wearing an oversized hospital gown. My face was as pale as a sheet, and I could barely keep myself upright.Evelyn approached with her belly showing. My body instinctively recoiled.The next second, Evelyn reached out, grabbed my wrist, and pressed my hand against her stomach. Then she released her grip and threw h












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