Love Awaits Beyond the Turn

In Scarlett's perspective:

I hurried through the crowd at the Galaxy Institute of Technology prom.

Wherever I went, people made way for me.

The students around me looked curious, whispering among themselves:

"Is she Scarlett Reynolds? The girl whose nude photos were posted on our school's public chat board."

"I heard she pursued Alexander Cole shamelessly, the youngest son of the Mafia family, and ended up getting revenge."

"Alexander had a girlfriend. Why would he be interested in her?"

These comments cut into my heart like knives, making my broken heart ache even more.

What happened in the past few days felt like a nightmare.

Alexander spread the nude photos I had privately sent him, and I became the despised slut in their eyes. Everyone said I was trying to seduce Alexander.

But that wasn't the truth.

Alexander was my husband. We've been married for two years.

We used to get along well.

Even though Alexander was the youngest son of the Mafia family, he was completely different from his family. He was so gentle and considerate. He never used his privileges while pursuing me. He treated me as an equal.

We spent countless wonderful times together, and I had unwavering faith in his love for me.

So when we turned eighteen, and Alexander proposed to me. I agreed without hesitation.

We quickly completed the paperwork.

On our way home, while we were considering how to celebrate our marriage, a truck loaded with dirt came straight at us!

I pushed Alexander away without a second thought.

The truck hit me directly, and I fell into a coma with the intense pain.

When I opened my eyes again, it was two years later.

I learned that what happened that day wasn't an accident but an assassination attempt on Alexander.

Even worse, Alexander lost all memories of us during my coma.

He now had a new girlfriend.

I was no longer his lover but an obstacle who wanted to be his wife.

Despite repeatedly recounting our past to Alexander, all I received were his contempt and insults.

To get rid of me, Alexander even posted the nudes I took two years ago on the school's forum.

He had changed into a complete jerk!

Even now, after all the cruel things Alexander did to me, he was still chatting casually with his friends at the graduation party. I could hear Alexander's voice from a distance.

"Guys! I've got some great news," Alexander said with a smile, "I'm getting engaged!"

"It's awesome!" His buddy exclaimed, "Will your wife, Scarlett, agree to the divorce?"

Alexander nonchalantly said, "Scarlett? She's nobody to me."

I couldn't hold back anymore and pushed the door open forcefully.

Everyone looked over, and Alexander's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, which was quickly replaced by impatience.

"What are you doing here again? Haven't you completely disillusioned with me?" Alexander sneered, "Even if you are naked in front of me now, I wouldn't be interested. After all, your body has been seen by thousands of people at school."

Alexander and his friends burst into disgusting laughter.

I felt a chill run through my body.

I used to think Alexander just had amnesia, and once he remembered our past, our love would come back.

But now, I realized I was wrong.

He had changed completely. I would never forget the pain he caused me. I could never forgive him!

"Stop your wishful thinking." I angrily threw the papers I was holding into Alexander's arms.

The crowd laughed even louder.

Alexander's sidekick shouted, "Scarlett, you're so cheap! Alexander hates you, and you wrote him love letter?"

"If you insist, I'll have to reject you in person!" Alexander said with a smug look.

He opened the papers and read the first line aloud, "Divorce agreement."

The room fell silent for a few seconds.

Alexander gritted his teeth, scanning the papers in disbelief. Realizing that it was a divorce agreement, he angrily said, "Scarlett, what kind of trick is this? Do you think claim that you don't want a penny from me in the agreement will earn my sympathy and make me fall in love with you? Dream on!"

His tone was so arrogant and curt.

"I want money, of course." I stared into his eyes, enunciating each word.

I pulled something out of my bag and slapped it onto the divorce agreement.

"Don't be so smug, Alexander. This is a court summons." I pushed the papers towards him and said, "You will face legal consequences for spreading my nude pictures."

As a law student, I would defend my rights this way.

Alexander looked even more surprise. He sneered, raising his voice, "Scarlett, have you been in a coma so long that your brain is broken? Do you think you can take the Mafia family to court?"

He mockingly patted my cheek and said, "I'’d like to see which judge dares to handle the Mafia family's matters."

My chest heaved violently.

I refused to show weakness in front of him. "We'll see."

I believed that justice would prevail and that a scumbag like Alexander would get what he deserved.

I turned to leave but ended up bumping into a girl.

"Sorry."

I instinctively wanted to apologize, but when I looked up, we both froze.

I recognized her.

She was Isabella Bennett, Alexander's current girlfriend.

I didn't know how to face her, but she gave me a bright smile.

"You must be Scarlett. I've been wanting to meet you." Isabella took my hand and said warmly, "I never imagined that Alexander would fall so deeply in love with me after him lost his memory. This isn't what I wanted. It's great that you're back. I just want to give Alexander back to you."

Isabella sounded incredibly sincere.

Before I could respond, I felt a gust of wind behind me.

"Isabella, I won't allow you to say that! The only person I love is you! No one can replace you!" Alexander rushed over and pushed me away, holding Isabella tightly in his arms.

As a result of Alexander's shove, I fell heavily to the ground, hitting my forehead on a nearby table. A sharp pain surged through me instantly.

Bright red blood trickled down from the wound on my forehead.

The strong impact made my mind fuzzy.

And the culprit behind all of this, Alexander, not only showed no concern for me, but also eagerly dragged Isabella away.

Amid the chaos, I saw Isabella turn to look at me.

Her face no longer bore the weak and pitiful expression from before. Instead, she provocatively smirked at me.