"No need."Through that voice recorder, I already knew everything. My family and Ryder's family had known each other for generations.When I was eighteen, my mother, Eleanor Hawthorne, fell critically ill. Ryder's mother, Portia Calloway, donated a kidney that saved Mum's life.Before the surgery, Mum lay in the hospital bed crying. "How are we ever supposed to repay something like this?"Mrs. Calloway half-joked, "If you really want to repay me, then let Lyra marry my son someday."I stood there at a loss, unsure what to say.Ryder answered first, "Then it's settled, Mrs. Hawthorne. I like Lyra. I'll definitely marry her in the future." He spoke with such certainty as if he would never go back on his word.So, three years ago, Ryder and I got engaged. I stayed in the country, while he went abroad.Perhaps out of gratitude, I deliberately picked up cooking and basic nursing care. Whenever I had time, I would go to Ryder's house to take care of his parents.The rumors outside
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