Irvin came back later that night. It was probably after he had confirmed Julianne was fine. However, my bodyguards prevented him from entering the building. Thus, he could only stand outside and look up at my window.It was unbearably cold every night during the winter, but tonight was especially so because there was a blizzard.The cold wind was biting as he stood there, dressed thinly. It wasn't long before he was covered in snow and looked like a living snowman.Despite this, Irvin motionlessly remained where he was. He could see the light in my bedroom window was on, so he knew I could see him and that I was watching him.It was true. I was watching him. However, unlike him, I was lazily curled up on my chaise lounge by the window. I was also holding a glass of hot chocolate and feeling comfortable and cozy.Since he enjoyed playing the martyr so much, I would let him. The cold from the blizzard was nothing compared to the night I nearly died on that remote mountain. And sin
Moving on, Mark requested the judge to grant me the divorce on the grounds that my marriage with Irvin was beyond repair.Of course, Irvin strongly opposed this. He insisted that our marriage was fine and that we just had a misunderstanding. He claimed that I was the only family he had left in this world. He then insisted that he loved only me and that he couldn't be without me, not even in death.I scoffed loudly at the absurdity of it.Just a few days ago, he had scolded me over Julianne. Then, he had frantically carried her away. So how could he say with such confidence that I was the only one he had and loved? I really couldn't understand his thoughts.Also, what did he mean when he said he didn't have any family? He constantly brought up how Julianne was like a sister to him. Putting that aside, she technically was his stepmother now, and a stepmother was still family!Irvin looked at me when he heard me scoff.His eyes were filled with deep affection as he exclaimed, "I k
I could see the jury trying to maintain a neutral expression. And given that divorcing Irvin depended on their verdict, I knew I had to win them over.Thus, I faced them as I continued my story. "Actually, he did come to see me once, but it wasn't to care for me. No, it was because he wanted to drag me out of bed to apologize to Julianne."According to him, it was my fault she had caught a cold, so I needed to apologize to her because she was too weak to come to me."Imagine that. My injuries were severe, and I was bedridden. Yet, he insisted I leave the hospital just to apologize to Julianne. He didn't care that I had called the police on him. He also didn't believe I was injured, despite reading my medical chart and seeing the state I was in."Instead, he thought I was faking it. He even threatened the hospital I was in and accused them of forging my medical chart. Unbelievable, right? He threatened the people responsible for saving me."Some jurors were openly looking at Irvin
Irvin had lost his memories and was replaced by a younger version of himself because he couldn't cope with what he had done. However, the same held true for his younger version too.He was the reason I had suffered such grave injuries, and yet he wasn't aware of it. Neither version of himself was able to deal with this fact.He couldn't believe he had tried to beg for my forgiveness, because even he couldn't forgive himself for what he had done to me.Plus, I had laid in a hospital bed for so long because of my injuries. It had taken almost three months before I could move again. And he hadn't even visited me once the entire time, let alone cared for me.Irvin shouldn't have ignored me like that if he truly loved me, especially when I was in that condition. It didn't matter how angry he had been at me.So, how could I possibly believe his claims of true love given the way he had acted? Forget me, even the judge wouldn't believe him. Even he couldn't believe he truly loved me, beca
"I'm sorry, Emi. I'm so, so sorry," Noah said in a remorseful tone.He was full of guilt because he had been too slow to return to Claudeville, and I had been gravely injured due to this.Noah hadn't dared to keep in touch with me ever since I had gotten married. Later, he had heard that I was living happily, so he couldn't even bring himself to ask how I was. He wouldn't have known I wasn't living happily at all if he hadn't seen the recent drama about Irvin and me online.Although Noah's apology was vague, I somehow understood what he was sorry for.He had been in the courtroom during the hearing, so he definitely saw the photos of my injuries. So, I thought he was beating himself up for not being by my side during my most painful time.Smiling, I patted his back gently. "It's alright. I'm okay now. It's all in the past," I said comfortingly.Noah didn't reply, but his eyes were red from unshed tears. I had a fragile body, so he didn't understand how I had managed to endure tha
So now, Irvin was back to his former self. And as he had personally caused all the harm I had been through, the pain he carried was more intense than that in his younger self. He was also even more clueless about how to face me.That being said, he still had to. He couldn't continue running away from all the hurt he had caused me.Mark moved to leave the room as Irvin wanted to speak to me privately. Before he left, he told me he would be right next door and I could call for him if need be.Irvin chuckled bitterly at Mark's words."Is that how little you trust me now, Emi?" he asked.He was offended that I thought he would harm me if we were left alone with each other.Shrugging, I plainly said, "I sure as hell don't want to risk you drugging and kidnapping me so you could exchange my life for someone else's again."Irvin instantly became misty-eyed. He started apologizing, "I'm sorry, Emi. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry—""Stop. Your apologies sound cheap," I quickly cut him off. "If
"Do you really think you have the right to sit here and apologize to me?" I shot back.Irvin's face turned pale at my words. It was almost unbearable to look at him.His mouth fell open as though he wanted to say something. However, his lips merely trembled for a long time—he couldn't form any words.Sure, he might never have intended to harm me. Yet, time and time again, I had nearly died because of him.Irvin let out a self-deprecating laugh. His eyes looked crazed. Never before had he felt more deserving of death than in this moment.Regardless of how helpless he had felt then, he should have never put me in such danger. He truly didn't deserve to live.He was so overcome with pain and guilt that he looked utterly shattered and broken.If this was the old me, I would have been so heartbroken that I wouldn't be able to resist forgiving him. However, the current me merely sneered at the state he was in.Irvin's remorse had come too late, so it was worthless. It was like crying
One of Irvin's secretaries had called Julianne and told her he was about to transfer all his shares to me. Thus, she frantically rushed over to Mark's firm.She genuinely liked Irvin and wanted to be with him. That was why she had returned to Claudeville. That being said, her desire for money was far greater. She couldn't allow him to be penniless.Given everything she had done, she knew she had no chance of being Irvin. So, she couldn't lose both him and his wealth.Before Irvin could say anything, Julianne rushed forward and clung to his arm.I braced myself for the nonsense she was about to spout."Irvin, the mastermind behind my kidnapping not long ago… is Millie! She had teamed up with Travis Walker and orchestrated the whole thing! Her main goal was to harm me. "Also, she's aware of how much you care for me. So, she knew you would follow the kidnappers' demands and exchange her for me."That way, she could create a fake scenario where she would almost die. She knew you wo
"I agree," Grace said. "Which is why I suspect you hadn't given birth to fraternal twins but rather identical twin boys back then. One of them must have been switched at birth."She knew there needed to be an explanation for why Irvin and Timothy looked so much alike. Thus, she might as well reveal they were identical twins. However, no one aside from the Hardwells could know the truth behind why both boys hadn't grown up together.So, the only other believable story was that one of them had been switched at birth. Most importantly, the twin that died was Irvin, and the remaining one was the Hardwell heir, Timothy.It was true that in this world, two people couldn't look exactly the same unless they were blood relatives. I had mistaken Timothy for Irvin when we first met. That was why I had suspected they were identical twins. I wasn't surprised by what Grace had said. Even so, I felt one of the twins couldn't possibly have been switched at birth.As I said before, Claudeville an
Sure enough, there was a burn scar and a recent bullet-sized scar near his heart.Unexpectedly, I started crying when I saw them. I couldn't control my tears. My emotions hit me so suddenly and intensely that I was overwhelmed and defenseless.Timothy reflexively reached out to wipe away my tears when he saw this.He didn't understand what was happening to him. He obviously had a wife and memories with her, but he couldn't accept her touch. Yet, he had the urge to get closer to me.When I brought up treating his leg, Timothy had instinctively wanted to go with me despite the late hour. Then, when I told him to remove his shirt, he had done so without hesitation. Everything about this was unreasonable, yet he wanted to do everything I asked.He was about to ask me why I was crying when men dressed in black barged into my studio.Once they had taken their places, an imposing-looking lady and Mrs. Hardwell entered. The lady immediately scowled when she saw Timothy shirtless and reac
Irvin had a burn scar on his back from when he had saved me during the lab fire in our sophomore year. He had gotten it by shielding me from a falling, burning beam. There should also be a bullet scar, from when he had taken a shot for me on the cruise ship.As I recalled those memories and how Irvin had risked his life to save mine, I found it even harder to be distant toward him the way I had been when I had lost my memory.I had given him everything in the past and had treated him better than I treated myself. But back then, he had also reciprocated it. Otherwise, I wouldn't have loved him so strongly.William and Timothy were taken aback by my eagerness.Then, almost in unison, they spoke."Yes.""No!"Timothy had agreed, and William had been against it.I wasn't surprised by Timothy's response. Based on his earlier reaction, I sensed he felt something toward me instinctually despite his amnesia.What caught me off guard was William's objection. While we had known each oth
Willaim and I were stunned, and so was Timothy.Timothy had no idea why he had blurted out those words. They had just slipped out.William cocked an eyebrow at him once he came back to his senses. It was just as he had said—hypnosis was unreliable.Without realizing it, I walked toward Timothy and called out, "Irvin…"Timothy's gaze immediately darkened.I faltered when I met his cold and unfamiliar eyes. My steps instinctively came to a halt.I had been forced to deal with a dire scandal soon after learning Irvin might still be alive. As such, I hadn't had the time to think about anything else. But now, I suddenly saw him again.I felt a sharp pain in my chest when I met his unfamiliar gaze.I didn't know how to describe my feelings in this moment. My emotions were so complicated that I couldn't decipher what I truly wanted.Irvin and I had fallen in love when we were young. We were each other's first love. I had shared the purest and most beautiful moments of my life with hi
William frowned at Grace's idea. He was intrinsically against doing something like that to me.However, Grace added, "I miscarried because I had saved your life, Mr. Ashford. I had to lie in a hospital bed for more than a month before I was strong enough to move."I'm not asking you to do anything except stay out of it—please don't interfere with my plans to deal with Emilia Quill. Rest assured, I won't harm her."William studied her quietly as he mulled over her words. He had felt conflicted when she brought up her miscarriage.He was still semiconscious when he had been rescued from the sea. Thus, he could feel how much effort it had taken for his rescuer to get him back to shore.William was a ruthless and disloyal person by nature. Despite this, he had been unexpectedly moved by his rescuer's strenuous efforts to save him.This was especially so when she had performed CPR on him, and her warmth and scent had enveloped him. So much so that William had even wanted to pursue her
Before William could respond, Grace immediately added, "I don't mean to leverage my saving your life against you, but you did say you would grant me one request in return."William fiddled with the lighter in his hand. "Yes, I did say that. But I'm not a man of integrity, so I can always go back on my word."Grace was stumped.She hadn't expected him to say that. How could he make such a promise to her and then void it just like that? Shouldn't his word be binding, given someone of his status? It made her question if there was any point in her efforts to become his savior.Aside from Julianne and I, Grace was also present when I had saved Mr. Ashford on Daiti Island.She had just happened to be vacationing on the island at the time and had witnessed me save William. Then, she had also watched as Julianne emerged and carted him away when I left to get help.Initially, Grace had clicked her tongue upon seeing this and had planned on leaving. However, she changed her mind upon rec
The response from the Hardwells only deepened my suspicions that Timothy was actually Irvin. This only made me even more eager to see him again so I could confirm it for myself.However, I couldn't force a meeting if they didn't allow it. I might be wealthy now, but I was nowhere near comparable to the Hardwell family. For the time being, I could only have someone else look into it.After tending to company matters I had at hand, I put on my coat and headed out to meet a physics professor from Quantov University. It was thanks to him that I was able to invite the science research authority figures to help me clear my name.Just as I was about to enter a private dining room, I spotted a familiar figure. I paused and saw Mr. Ashford being led by the restaurant's manager toward a different private room.I thought of greeting him, but then I recalled how our last meeting had ended somewhat unpleasantly. I was also worried he might ask me to date Noah again, so I decided against it.Be
Timothy quickly pressed his blanket down."I thrash around in my sleep," he said. "You're pregnant—what if I hurt you?"He had gained many memories of Mrs. Hardwell upon regaining consciousness. Despite this, he still felt something was amiss. As such, he didn't want to be too close to her.Plus, his body rejected being physically intimate with her even though she was his wife. For some reason, Timothy's heart told him he shouldn't allow Mrs. Hardwell to touch him—he would be sullied if he did.Still smiling, Mrs. Hardwell replied, "You won't."She was about to pull on the blanket again when Timothy yelled, "Get out!"Tears welled up in her eyes. She had never been treated so coldly before."I just want to take care of you at night, Tim. We're husband and wife, aren't we?"Timothy knew she was right. They were married, so there was no reason they shouldn't sleep in the same bed. That being said, he just couldn't bring himself to accept it."I'm sorry, but I'm not used to shari
With the public eager to know the truth, hundreds of millions of viewers tuned in to the summit's live stream.People believed there were three things in this world that could never be taken away from a person—the food one had ingested, one's hopes and dreams, and lastly, one's mind.The third thing referred to intelligence, knowledge, and the ability to reason and think—which was what my battle plan relied upon.Lyle had all the experiment data. Thus, he could claim he was the reason our research had a breakthrough. However, he didn't know the reasoning and considerations behind the experiment's progression.It was similar to solving a math problem. Those who didn't know how to solve it could copy the answer, but they would never be able to explain the steps involved.Hence, I intended to use this principle to prove I was the one who led the research team while he was just a poser.To do so, I had arranged for Lyle and I to be questioned on our research and experiment.The summ