I had just signed a huge deal with a client and was about to drive back when I ran into Emily. She invited me to a cafe for a drink.
She started by saying, “Ms. Spencer, back in the hospital, I thought Yohan was trying to test if you truly lost your memories,
which was why I didn’t speak up. I owe you an apology for that.”
Emily lowered her head and continued, “I shouldn’t have gotten in the way of you and Yohan’s lives, and I definitely shouldn’t
have let money tempt me into becoming Julian’s piano teacher.”
I replied, “My divorce with Yohan is definitely not because of you, so you don’t have to blame yourself. I know you’re not that
type of person.”
I still owed Emily a favor.
Back in sophomore year, she had joined our class briefly. At that time, Emily was considered one of the prominent heiresses in
Jyndale, yet she was never arrogant or boastful. She had always greeted people with a warm smile, having a secure identity of
herself.
At 17, I was vain and eager to fit into Yohan’s circle. I was often mocked by the others, yet she did not do so. She told me that only
when I focus on myself would the universe revolve around me.
It turned out that Emily really did have a much clearer perspective than I did.
She said, “I quit my job after you left. I’ve come to realize that I can’t keep living off the Palmers‘ pity. I have to become strong on
my own.”
I opened my phone and sent a document to Emily. I had secretly looked into what happened with the Walker Corporation in order
to return her favor.
They had been a century–old business–more noble than any other wealthy business.
Their sudden downfall did raise suspicion, so I helped her look into some of her relatives‘ activities abroad. She could handle the
rest on her own.
The chances of the Walkers turning things around were quite high–after all, they had a solid foundation.
Emily was grateful when she saw the document. She suddenly remembered Yohan and asked, “About you and Yohan-”
I pointed outside the window. Samuel was dressed in a grey trench coat, waiting patiently for me outside.
Emily smiled and sincerely said, “I wish you happiness. Yohan really isn’t worth it.”
As she left, she told me Yohan was looking for me.
He told me in detail about the beautiful memories we shared in the past.
However, I interrupted him, saying, “You can revisit the past, but there’s no one there now.”
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Yohan took my hand and choked, “I can truly confirm now that the one I love is you, Naomi. You’re the only one I loved.”
I pushed his hand away and replied seriously, “Love needs no confirmation–only uncertain love needs constant confirmation.”
Yohan continued to beg me to stay. “Tomorrow is my birthday, Naomi. You used to bake me a birthday cake in the past.”
I retorted, “Did you even realize my birthday was last Sunday, Yohan?”
Yohan pursed his lips slightly in contemplation, looking fully remorseful.
“So the one you loved the most is actually yourself,” I said.
Yohan said, “I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you with the grandest birthday party.”
I shook my head–this wasn’t about the birthday anymore. “No need, Yohan. You still can’t understand–it’s gone once you let it pass. I’ve already made an appointment. Let’s go collect our divorce certificate at the courthouse tomorrow.
“I finally learned to love myself after leaving you. So please, don’t come and disturb my life anymore.”
I turned and ran toward Samuel. He had been waiting for me in the cold for a long time. I wouldn’t let him wait any longer now.
The moment Yohan truly realized that he had lost Naomi was the moment they collected their divorce certificate.
He had been confident all these while–even on the day they signed the divorce agreement. He believed that they would return to how they were before once she recovered her memories.
Yohan never expected that Naomi had never lost her memories.
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