Chapter 7
Dylan sobbed. “Mom. Dad and I punished those bad guys and evened the score for you.”
Melina read the room and left me and my family alone.
When there were only us three, Tristan hugged me, his heart aching for what I’d gone through.
“Why didn’t you tell Darrell that you are my wife? Are you still hung up on him?”
I was amused.
People wouldn’t believe the aloof man got jealous.
“Honey, I told him that, but he said I was an imposter.
“Don’t worry. I ended it with him 3 years ago. I’m not hung up on him and won’t get back together with him.
“You are the love of my wife.”
Only then did Tristan smile.
I just had some minor injuries, but Tristan had me stay in the hospital for 1 month and found many prestigious doctors around the country to examine me. When he was sure that I wouldn’t suffer any remnants of my injuries, he finally let me leave the hospital.
I didn’t expect to see Darrell on the day I was discharged.
Somehow, he came back without being noticed by Tristan’s people.
Seeing me, he rushed over with stumbles.
“Cecelia, all my memories are back. I’m sorry for the 3 years.
“If I hadn’t lost my memories, you wouldn’t have to go through 3 tough
years.
“Luckily, I remembered everything. You were my fiancée. Will you come
back to me?”
Darrell looked haggard, not like the dashing man in the past.
If it were before, my heart would bleed for him. But now, I only felt disgusted.
I kicked him away to keep my distance from him. Then, I held Tristan’s
- am.
“Darrell, you disgust me. Don’t come to me again. I know you faked amnesia and even death because you thought I was boring and wanted to experience something interesting.
“You’ve been traveling around the world with Joselyn over the past 3 years. But I haven’t been worse off than you. I found the love of my life.
“So don’t pretend to love me. It’s too late. The moment you decided to fake death. we are over.”
Darrell wanted to speak again, but Tristan slapped him.
Tristan was a refined man. He stayed calm on the outside even when he was furious on the inside for the past 3 years.
Thus, it was my first time seeing him getting physical so frequently.
Tristan told the bodyguards to take Darrell away
“Darrell, I warned you many times not to test my boundaries just because
we are related.
“How dare you come back without my permission! Didn’t you learn your lesson?”
Darrell went crazy, struggling free and running over.
“Tristan, you are a bad brother! You had designs on Cecelia and wanted to take her away from me as a child. You failed, but I can’t believe you waited for so long.
“You sent the video to her 3 years ago, right? You drove a wedge between us. You are the culprit!”
Tristan’s brows furrowed, and he didn’t want to listen to Darrell’s bullshit.
anymore.
Thus. Tristan waved his hand. The bodyguards took Darrell away. I didn’t know what would happen to Darrell, but I knew it wouldn’t be something good.
And I didn’t plead with Tristan to let Darrell off.
Tristan was taking my revenge. If I did something that stupid, I would be letting him down.
Besides, I didn’t care if Darrell would die.
After I went home, I unpacked our things.
Tristan and I would settle in the country, so he had prepared the manor
for us.
Surprisingly, I found a diary.
The cover had a yellowish tinge, and the edges of the papers were curled, due to rubbing. But it was still clean and complete, which meant its owner cherished it.
