99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

I frowned coldly and interrupted him: "You are not him, and you could never take his place."

"Joey, if I knew you never let go of Stacy from the beginning, I would never have married you."

"I loved you once, but every time you chose Stacy, you drained that love away."

"You have the right to pursue your true love, but you shouldn't be unable to let go of the one you love while being greedy for the warmth of home."

The light in Joey's eyes gradually dimmed with each word I spoke, and his heart seemed to fall into an abyss, with no bottom in sight.

My voice remained calm throughout, with no ripples in my eyes: "Joey, I would rather remember the best moments of our relationship than go back and look at these unbearable quarrels and contradictions for the rest of my life."

"I will never forgive you."

"Don't come to find me anymore. What you're doing now just makes me feel disgusted."

"Still, thank you for stepping in just now. I also wish you and Stacy all the best, that you may find your happy ending

together."

Those words seemed to shatter the defenses Joey had long built up, tearing and crushing his heart.

After I finished speaking, I didn't look at him again and left decisively.

I walked out of his world, leaving him alone with nothing but memories, shattered dreams, and endless regret...

After laying everything bare with Joey, I returned to my office, a weight lifted from my heart.

"Dingdong."

A message notification came from my phone. It was a message from Tristan: [Just got out of a meeting. No overtime tonight. I'll pick you up for dinner.]

I looked at the phone screen and my lips curled up slightly as I replied: [Okay, I'll wait for you.]

After sending the message to Tristan, I put my phone back into my white coat pocket and went straight to check on the patients.

The pregnant woman had been sent back to her ward, and the first thing she did after waking up was to resolutely propose a divorce. In addition to the property she was entitled to, she would also take care of the child herself.

She wouldn't leave anything to that mean family.

Just like me, I left Joey with nothing but memories.

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Half a year later.

After that incident at the hospital, Joey never showed up in front of me again.

And he and Stacy never ended up together either.

The next time I saw news about Stacy was on the city's hot search list.

Raising a child isn't easy, especially financially.

Stacy failed to secure child support from her ex-husband, who discovered the child wasn't his.

Now she is being sued by her ex-husband to reclaim the property he had given her as part of their divorce

settlement.

Desperate and out of options, she sought help from Joey, only to be coldly rejected. She then caused a scene at the entrance of South Airlines, which was captured by many passers-by and uploaded to the internet, causing quite a

scandal.

Joey had no choice but to resign from South Airlines and eventually moved abroad.

Before leaving, he sent me one final message from an unknown number: [I will spend the rest of my life in regret, loving you from afar.]

I looked at the text message in silence and without hesitation deleted and blocked

it.

"Look at what you're reading. Still not going to take a bath?" Tristan stepped out of

his study after an international meeting and found me still sitting on the sofa, despite saying I was going to take a bath fifteen minutes ago.

Tristan sat down next to me, pulled me up, and with a determined look, he asked: "So, which admirer sent you a flirty message?"

The grace of a wife, the bearing of a mistress.

I just laughed to myself, but I didn't dare to say this in front of Tristan, because teasing him would definitely not end well. The next day, I would definitely have a sore back and be too tired to do anything.

"No, just a spam message.'

Tristan raised an eyebrow, his gaze playful and teasing: "Oh? I don't believe you."

"You have to tell me in detail what that spam message is." He picked me up and walked steadily towards the

bathroom...

Time flew by, through the four seasons, I accompanied Tristan to his birthplace, Paris, France.

Tristan held my hand as we wandered the paths of his childhood, retracing his memories and leaving footprints of

our own.

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After a day of continuous surprises, Tristan took me to a white church.

When I pushed open the wooden carved door with both hands,

The empty church welcomed me, its floor adorned with fresh flowers and candles,

while stained glass cast dazzling patterns of light.

For a moment, I stood there in a daze: "Today... is it some anniversary?"

"I just wanted to give you a perfect day, and it has nothing to do with the anniversary."noveldrama

"It's perfect... there couldn't be anything more perfect..." My eyes were warm, but this time it was not because of sadness.

"Is that enough?" Tristan looked down at me with a gentle smile: "It should still be missing something to be perfect.

With that, he took out a ring, took my hand, and slowly knelt down.

"From today onward, this will mark the beginning of our anniversary." Chapter 1