Chapter 3
“Aurora Quinn, can you stop doing these pointless things?”
“Besides moving yourself, it means nothing to me.”
“Anyway, I don’t like this anymore. People’s tastes change. Don’t you understand that?”
The ice cream flew out of his hand and smashed across my face.
I quietly wiped the cold mess off my cheek, but I couldn’t wipe away the chill in my heart.
Pretending I didn’t care, I scooped up the melted ice cream and ate it in big bites.
“It’s okay if you don’t like it,” I said softly. “I like it. That’s enough.”
For a split second, a flash of pain crossed Damien’s eyes. He quickly looked away and spoke coldly.
“Aurora, stop using your amnesia as an excuse to get close to me again.”
“Right after we got married, I already told you everything clearly. I thought when you woke up, you would ask for a divorce yourself.”
“So why are you doing all this again?”
I lifted my head sharply, my lips trembling.
I knew he never believed I had really lost my memory.
That’s why I never tried to explain the notes in my phone.
But I never knew our marriage had been a mistake from the very beginning?
Suddenly, I thought about that locked folder again.
I had tried so hard not to think about it, but his words made the sadness rush back.
I lowered my head as hot tears spilled down my cheeks and dropped onto the floor.
Damien stayed silent for a long time, then let out a cold laugh.
“Why are you acting so pitiful?”
“Haven’t you gotten used to me treating you like this after all these years?”
I couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“Is the reason you want a divorce because of Chloe?” I asked.
These past few days, Chloe had been showing up everywhere, telling me how close she and Damien were.
I didn’t want to believe her. I needed to hear the answer from Damien himself.
His face darkened. He spoke harshly, “Yes. So why are you still clinging to me?”
That one sentence made all my efforts to get closer to him feel like a joke.
I fought back my tears and asked in a choked voice,
“Damien, you do like me a little bit, right?”
“Otherwise, you wouldn’t have married me back then.”
“That day at the hospital, I saw it your phone lock screen was a picture of me.”
Damien laughed angrily.
“I almost believed you really lost your memory.”
“That photo was something you set yourself. It wasn’t my choice.”
“It’s just a picture. I can change it anytime.”
I shook my head, eyes red with tears.
Damien grew even more impatient.
Suddenly, the front door opened.
Chloe walked in holding a food box, acting like I wasn’t even there. She moved straight to Damien’s side.
“I rang the doorbell for so long but no one answered, so I used the key you gave me.”
“Here, I went all the way to Portland to buy this. Luckily that Greek restaurant was still open.”
“You said you were craving it, right? Come eat.”
I stood there, completely frozen.
Damien’s expression softened. He took the food box from her and started to leave with Chloe.
Before walking out, he threw one last harsh sentence at me:
“I must have been crazy to come back here!”
Watching his cold, determined back, a blurry memory suddenly flashed in my mind.
It felt like he had left me like this once before.
I quickly ran after him and stepped in front to block his way.
“You can’t leave!”
Damien looked extremely annoyed.
“Have you not caused enough drama? How many more jokes do you want people to laugh at?”
Beside him, Chloe’s lips curved into a mocking smile she didn’t even try to hide.
