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Ryan had been desperate to find Stella, basically sprinting to get here, and now he was gasping for breath.
His eyes locked onto Marcus and Stella’s hands, looking totally shocked.
“Stella, who the hell is this guy?” Ryan couldn’t believe that in such a short time, there was already another
man in Stella’s life.
Uncontrollable rage was burning inside him. He felt completely betrayed.
‘Ryan?”
Seeing the accusation in his voice, Stella looked surprised for a second, then went back to being completely
calm.
She narrowed her eyes: “What are you doing here?”
Ryan was stumped for a moment, remembering that as far as Stella knew, he should still have amnesia.
Getting his shit together, he pushed down his anger and stammered: “Stella, I got my memory back! I
remember everything now!”
‘As soon as I remembered, I had to find you, but you were already gone. It took me forever to track you
lown… Stella, are you still pissed at me? Is that why you’re with this guy – trying to make me jealous?”
I remember you never used to get close to other guys like this…”
Just come back with me. I’ll forgive you for this, and we can make things work.”
He didn’t see the joy he’d expected on Stella’s face. As Ryan kept rambling, Stella’s frown got deeper and
leeper.
Make things work?
How exactly?
What gave him the nerve to talk about forgiving her?
Stella laughed bitterly, a mocking smile playing on her lips as she cut him off.
‘Ryan, how long are you planning to keep lying to me?”
Hearing that, Ryan panicked and clearly froze.
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He hesitated: “Stella, do you… know something?”
“If you’re talking about the fact that you’ve been faking amnesia this whole time, then yeah, I know.”
Seeing Stella’s cold stare, Ryan went rigid. It felt like someone was choking the life out of him, his mind racing with dread.
‘n all the years they’d been together, Stella had never looked at him like this.
He’d imagined her eyes would be warm, full of love.
yan had no idea how much Stella actually knew, or how she’d found out.
All he understood was that her reaction wasn’t going according to his plan at all.
n that moment, Ryan realized Stella was completely out of his control.
n his fantasy, when Stella learned the truth, she was supposed to throw her arms around him like always, elebrate that he wasn’t actually brain-damaged, and be thrilled about the money.
‘hey’d get married, have kids, live happily ever after with their wealth.
hat feeling of losing control hit him again. He refused to accept it.
o he started frantically explaining.
Stella, just hear me out – this is all Ivy’s fault. She lied and said her dad was dying and had already written is will leaving everything to her. She promised if I stayed with her and we got married, she’d split the nheritance with me. I only did this so we could have a better future together.”
Stella, don’t worry, I already cut things off with Ivy… I swear this will never happen again.”
he more he talked, the darker Stella’s expression got.
heir story had ended the moment Ryan made his choice.
The reasons didn’t matter anymore.
Ryan, we’re done, Forever.”
stella’s voice was flat and emotionless, but it hit Ryan like a bomb going off.
Ryan’s eyes went bloodshot, his emotions spiraling: “Stella, I fucked up, I know I went down the wrong path, but can’t you give me one more chance for the three years we had together? I love you I can’t lose you. You oved me so much before, you can’t really want to walk away from us, right…”
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“Remember all our good times? Cooking together, binge-watching shows, walking the dog… If you just forgive me, we can have so many more moments like that.”
“Memories?” Stella’s voice was like ice.
She spoke slowly: “My memories are of you calling me a stalker when people said I was a homewrecker. Of
you taking Ivy’s side when she framed me. Of you making me take the fall for plagiarism while I got destroyed online…”
‘Ryan, tell me how the hell am I supposed to want to remember any of that?”
