Since the day Zoe said those words at the hospital, Blair understood one thing. Mable truly loved him.However, Mable had never said those words since she recovered her memory.That was also the reason why Blair never felt secure.He thought he would only hear Mable say ‘I love you’ to him at the wedding.“Mabes, I love you too.”Blair held her lips, tracing the shape and deepening the kiss gradually.Mable blinked, her eyes sparkling bright like spring.After the kiss, she rested her head on his chest, slightly out of breath. Then, she looked up at him and grumbled, “What do you mean it’s the first time? I’ve said it many times before.”Before she recovered her memory, she had said ‘I love you’ and ‘I like you’ many times to him.However, at that time, Blair had no feelings for her, so he naturally did not reciprocate.When Blair recalled his past attitude toward Mable, his eyes filled with self-reproach. “I was wrong.”He got what he deserved. It was because he did not che
He reached out, gently touching the patterns that appeared on her back. His fingers trembled involuntarily.“Mabes, are you sure this... isn’t a tattoo?”Mable said, “There’s no way.”How would she not have known if it was a tattoo? Besides, the pattern kept growing, unlike a tattoo.The person behind her remained silent after she spoke, so she turned around to see him frowning with a strange expression.Mable thought he was worried about her and comforted him. “Don’t worry, Blair. I’ve checked my pulse. There’s really nothing wrong with me.”Blair snapped back to his senses, suppressing the shock in his eyes, and helped Mable put on her clothes. “When did the patterns on your back appear?”Mable turned around and knelt on the bed, facing him. “I don’t know, either. I wouldn’t have noticed if not for Tracey seeing them and telling me when I was trying on the wedding dresses last time.“It was originally just the size of a fingernail, but another appeared. I was taking a shower
March 17th...Blair held his phone tightly, as if struck by a lightning bolt. His mind went blank, and he did not even notice that the cigarette between his fingers was about to burn his hand.The day Mable was kidnapped was March 17th.The day he was schemed against and slept with Liv was March 20th.It was only a three-day difference.Blair stared intently at the meticulously drawn sketch he made.That night, due to being drugged and the dim light in the room, he did not get a clear look at Liv’s face. The only memory he had was the bright red peach blossom tattoo on her back that faintly emitted a glow.He had never seen a tattoo with such vibrant colors, so it left a deep impression on him.Afterward, he sketched the tattoo he saw that night. It was an important clue in his search for Liv over the years.Although the pattern he saw on Mable’s back last night was only a small part, it was identical to the pattern he had drawn on the sketch.A sharp pain shot through his fi
Mable smiled and turned around to reward him with a kiss....After finishing breakfast, Blair accompanied Mable to the hospital.After waiting for half an hour, it was Mable’s turn.She explained her situation to the doctor and showed him the red pattern on her back.The dermatologist was an elderly professor nearing his sixties. He examined it with glasses for a while and frowned. “Miss, I’ve been a doctor for decades, and this is the first time I’ve seen a case like yours. It seems to be capillary dilation, but it’s different from ordinary capillary dilation. Let’s do a CT scan first to check for any subcutaneous bleeding or inflammation.”Mable knew a visual examination was insufficient, and a CT scan would provide a clearer picture.“Okay. Thank you, Doctor.”The doctor issued a form. Blair went to pay and accompanied Mable to the radiology department.The CT scan was done, and the images could be collected after 3 PM.The hospital was not far from Blair’s company, so af
Mable’s CT scan result came out before 2 PM.Blair went to pick up the report and stood alone on the balcony at the end of the hallway to read it.The report stated that the skin on her back was not inflamed, nor were there any blood spots.Blair raised the CT scan to the sunlight to look at the scan of the blood vessels on her back.With just one glance, Blair froze.In an instant, the atmosphere around him turned cold.Amos, standing not far away from him, sensed the change in Master Blair. His heart sank.It was not because the Madam’s condition was not good, was it?Was it possible that the Madam had a terminal illness?Blair stared intently at the CT scan images. His other hand clenched into a fist as his gaze darkened grimly.If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed there was an invisible tattoo on Mable’s back.Moreover, he could not be more familiar with the pattern of the tattoo.It was exactly the same as the one he saw on that night six
Blair stood up. “I understand. Thank you, doctor.”…After leaving the hospital, Blair headed to a famous tattoo parlor in Richworth.“What brings you here, Master Blair?”The boss of the tattoo parlor was named Samson Holt, Solomon’s friend who often frequented his bar. Blair had met him a few times before and considered him an acquaintance.Blair asked, “Who’s the most experienced tattooist in your parlor? I want to ask about something.”“The most experienced?”Samson laughed and said, “Master Blair, the most experienced tattooist in the whole of Croquen is standing right in front of you.”It was him!Samson led Blair upstairs to a private box. “What did you want to ask about, Master Blair?”“Invisible tattoos,” Blair said.Samson raised an eyebrow. “Invisible tattoos?”Although he did not know why Blair was asking, he still explained, “The biggest difference between invisible and regular tattoos is in the ink. Although you can’t see it, it’ll appear when the body’s tempe
When Mable woke up and saw that it was almost 4 PM, she got the shock of her life and hurriedly got up.The curtains in the room were drawn, and the temperature indoors was just right, which made it perfect for sleeping.She clearly remembered setting an alarm for 2:20 PM, though. She checked her phone. It had been turned off.It was most likely Blair’s doing.Mable washed her face before she exited the room. There was nobody in the office, but Arthur was waiting outside when she went out.“Madam, Master Blair has gone to the hospital to pick up your report. He asked you to call him when you woke up,” Arthur informed.“Alright.”Mable returned to the office and called Blair.It rang for a long while before Blair finally picked up.“Blair Fowler, where are you? Why did you turn off my alarm? I only got up just now.”“I didn’t wake you up because you were sleeping so soundly. I’m outside right now. I still have a few things left to do.”“Oh. Arthur said you picked up my report
Blair did not come back for dinner that night.After Mable and the two children finished dinner, she checked their homework.Although Spike could not speak, he had a very high IQ. The home tutor Blair hired for him had already started teaching him the syllabus for middle school.As for Nicki, just like ordinary four to five-year-old children, she had just learned to write her own name.“Auntie, I’m sorry.”Mable was watching Nicki practice writing when she suddenly heard her say that.Mable was dumbfounded for a moment before she raised her head to look at Nicki. “Why are you apologizing, Nicki?”Nicki twisted her fingers together nervously and whispered, “‘Cause I can’t write well…”Mable looked at what Nicki wrote. The teacher had just taught her those words today, and were a little long. Although her handwriting was not very tidy, it was much better than others her age.Taking Nicki’s hand and making her sit beside herself, Mable patted her head. “Nicki, you did well today,