Chapter 74
Even though she knew the memories were just remnants of the past, and those beautiful moments would never return, Diana still found herself constantly recalling everything that had happened.
How could those little fragments, etched deep into her soul, be forgotten so easily?
In the darkness, she felt her limbs growing colder.
Time ticked by, minute by minute. Diana remained frozen in place, utterly unmoved.
Though spring had arrived, the nights were still chilly with lingering cold.
She felt as if the blood in her body was slowly freezing over. In that state, her consciousness began to drift, and she fell into a vague, restless sleep.
The next day, the weather was clear, with a bright sun and gentle breeze.
Diana rubbed her arm, which had gone numb from resting awkwardly on the desk, and sighed helplessly.
Previously, only one wrist had bruises, but now both wrists bore purplish marks.
Not only that, but she could tell she had likely caught a cold during the night. Her throat ached terribly.
It was dry, itchy, and burning. Waves of headache came one after another.
She got up to wash up, skipped breakfast, and left the house.
Although the Hendrix family had their in–house doctor, Diana didn’t want word getting back to Jason, so she decided to go to a pharmacy
She also planned to stop by Citrus Bless along the way.
Work couldn’t be neglected.
She asked the driver to drop her off near a pedestrian street and walked the rest of the way to a random pharmacy.
“Ms. Gyleon?” A familiar voice sounded from above.
on her own to get some medicine.
Diana turned around and slowly moved her gaze upward, past the man’s Adam’s apple and his sharp jawline, before finally landing on a strikingly handsome face. It was softened by a warm smile at the corner of his lips.
It was Charlie Jackman.
“Are you here to get some meds? Are you feeling unwell?”
Realizing that this was a pharmacy, Charlie’s eyes were instantly filled with concern and worry.
His gaze slowly moved downward and fixed on her swollen wrists.
His expression changed instantly at the sight. “Who did this?”
An oppressive feeling emanated from him in that instant, threatening to freeze the very air around them.
Diana pursed her lips. He was the first person today to show concern about her condition.
Even though he was just an outsider, her heart couldn’t
help but be overwhelmed with emotion.
At that moment, everything from the previous day came rushing back to her mind.
Strangely enough, Charlie had only spoken a few gen hit a breaking point.
words of concern. Yet that alone magnified all the bitterness and grievances she had buried deep inside, growing bigger until it finally
Those negative emotions exploded like a beast that devoured
whole. She couldn’t hold it in anymore. Her emotional defenses crumbled in that very instant.
She suddenly felt like she had been abandoned by the entire world, and the man before her was the only glimmer of redemption.
Her eyes, nose, and chest all stung with sharp pain. Her cheeks flushed as if they were steaming, and before she could stop them, tears started rolling down her cheeks.
As the first teardrop fell, it was like a broken dam. What followed was wave after wave of uncontrollable tears.
Grievance was all she felt, overwhelming her.
How could she not?
During the two years Vincent disappeared, she lived in pain and torment. She endured many sleepless nights and couldn’t eat for days.
She often felt like she was on the verge of breaking, spiraling into madness.
However, her rational mind kept reminding her not to lose her mind or give up.
Jason was getting on in his years. If Vincent truly never came back, someone had to hold up the massive Hendrix Corporation–her.
Her chronic stomach problems were born from that period of suffering, and so was her insomnia.
Even her hair thinned out and fell out in large handfuls.
She had even been diagnosed with mild depression.
