"What are you trying to say?" Nina asked."To divorce me, you might even lie that the child is Scott’s," Nash replied.Nina could count the times she had lied to Nash on one hand. If it was not necessary, she would not lie to him. And she never claimed the child was Scott's. She never admitted that.Turning to him, she countered, "If it's not Scott’s, then could it be yours?""Who exactly is Zac?" Nash’s expression turned serious. "Nina, is this person real, or did you make him up to provoke me?"He had searched extensively, investigating everyone she had ever known, but found no trace of anyone named Zac. It could have been a nickname, but even then, there were no leads.When he pressed her on this, Nina’s heart tightened, and she instinctively clenched her fists. Should she keep this secret buried forever? If he was determined, he might figure it out eventually. Even if she revealed it, it might not matter. If he did not remember, he would forget forever.Nina decided to tel
Nina was so certain and she was completely unaware that she might have disappeared for an entire summer. This made Nash a bit suspicious. That missing summer seemed unusual.Not noticing anything wrong, Nina looked ahead and said, "I’m almost home. You can drop me off here."Quincy hit the brakes, stopping smoothly at the intersection. Nina got out of the car."Thank you for the ride. You should head home early too," she said politely to Nash.Nash was still puzzled, unsure where things had gone wrong. Nina saw he was deep in thought and did not wait for him, walking into her apartment complex.Nash watched her go, not getting out of the car. He was caught in a loop, unable to find an explanation."Did we miss anything in Nina's records?" Nash asked.Quincy had handled this matter, spending a lot of time trying to find Zac. "No, we didn’t miss anything. If it’s something known, it should be correct. Maybe she just forgot because it was so long ago?""Do you remember things from
Mentioning Nash brought a big question to Nina's mind. She hesitated for a long time, her hand hovering over the screen.She finally decided to ask and typed, "Mom, was there a summer during high school when I wasn't home?"Since Nash had this doubt, she wanted to clear it up as well. Julia took a while to respond, making Nina feel uneasy. They had been chatting just fine, but now there was silence.After ten minutes, Julia finally replied, "Who told you that?"Nina was not sure how to respond. "No one, I was just asking.""There’s no such thing," Julia said firmly. "You've been always at home from childhood through adulthood, except when you were working. Our family has strict rules. There's no way you would be away for an entire summer. Don’t overthink it, and don't listen to what others say!"Nina thought that made sense. All their relatives lived locally. Even visiting them would not account for disappearing for a month. Besides, while their family was not highly academic, th
After a long pause, Principal Wallace turned his gaze to Nash, his shock giving way to confusion. He did not understand why Nash was so concerned about this matter. "Why are you suddenly so interested? Even if the kidnapped girl wasn’t Nina, why does it matter to you?"Principal Wallace’s questions seemed genuine, not an attempt to hide anything or with any ill intent.Nash’s sharp gaze relaxed slightly, and he spoke in a calm tone. "I'm investigating something and came across this. I thought you could help clarify. The girl who was kidnapped wasn’t Nina, but she believes it was her and even shares the same name. If there was no intentional effort to hide the truth, how could she have these memories?"Principal Wallace’s expression kept changing."Principal Wallace, this happened at the school you managed. Can you provide an explanation?" Nash wanted a reasonable answer, suspecting there might be a larger conspiracy.Principal Wallace sighed deeply and sat up straight, ready to
Principal Wallace was taken aback, not expecting things to be like this. "I only just found out today. If I said anything inappropriate in the past, please don’t take it to heart."He had not forgotten his past attempts to matchmake Nina with Scott, including considering his own daughter."You're overthinking it, Principal Wallace," Nash said. "It's late, so I'll take my leave."Principal Wallace, being a cordial person, personally saw them out.---It was already early morning. Nina lay in bed, feeling her stomach growl with hunger. Lately, she had been getting hungry more often. Her cravings had intensified, with a particular fondness for salty and spicy foods. She could handle spicy food much better now.But she was also very tired and did not want to get up. She tried to sleep through it, curling up under the covers. Suddenly, she heard a noise, waking her up fully. It was the sound of knocking.She got up to answer the door. Opening it, she found Nash standing there, his ta
Hearing this, Nina instinctively clenched her fists and avoided his gaze. She was afraid she was being too self-centered. "You only want to change because you care. Why do you care so much?"Nash looked at her. "You’re my wife."Nina pursed her lips slightly and poked the tacos with her fork without eating. "Haven’t we already agreed to divorce? Just being your wife isn’t enough of a reason. You never tried to change for me before, so why now?"Nash simply watched her, seemingly deep in thought, without saying anything more.Feeling his gaze on her and seeing that he was not speaking, Nina stopped waiting and began to eat, keeping her head down."I think I’m falling for you.""Cough, cough, cough..."The light comment caught Nina off guard, causing her to choke on the spicy tacos. It burned her throat and made her feel awful.Seeing her struggle, Nash quickly poured her some water. "Are you okay? Drink some water!"Tears welled up in Nina’s eyes, blurring her vision, and she w
She sat on the bed, her gaze drifting toward the door, knowing that Nash was just outside. She could not fall asleep, her mind unable to calm down. She kept thinking about what Nash had said. When it came to this matter, she still felt a bit timid, unable to reveal her true feelings. Yet, she could not help but feel agitated.After a while, the door opened again. Nina looked up to see Nash walking in. She stared at him, just as she had the first time she saw him. She was unable to say a word and was simply looking at him openly.Nash held a cup of milk and placed it in front of her. "Drinking a glass of milk before bed is good for you. It’s sweet and can help relieve stress," he said in a low voice.Nina glanced at the milk and then at his arm, where veins slightly bulged. She felt a sense of déjà vu, as if she had experienced this moment before. Recently, she had felt very off. Not only was she becoming paranoid, but she was also recalling scenes she had not actually experienced.
Seeing that he really did not remember and had no impression of it, Nina felt a bit disappointed. She shook her head. "No, nothing else."Nash did not press further. Nina lay down, turning her back to him, avoiding his face. She had noticed his calm expression earlier. Why didn't he remember that Zac was him? Had he completely forgotten this part of his past? Even if so, he should remember his former name. Where did things go wrong?The more she thought about it, the more she felt trapped in a dead end. Frustrated, her head ached. She closed her eyes, trying to stop thinking. Nash tucked her in, watching her for a while until her breathing steadied. Then he quietly left the room.Taking out his phone, he saw numerous missed calls. He called back, his expression serious. On the other end, someone reported, "Mr. York, the company's stock has dropped several points because of the news about Miranda. We couldn't reach you and didn't know what to do. We need your decision."Na