Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
But if she encountered danger, this little devil would still rescue her without hesitation, just like when she almost drowned in the water as a child, he jumped in to save her.
Her first crush was when she saw Erin’s figure bravely rushing in the water, he saved her life and also stood up for her when she was being bullied at school, shielding her from sticks…
At that time, she would ask him, “Erin, do you still care about me?” Erin, dressed in his school uniform, leaning against the railing, would disdainfully glance at her and arrogantly say, “In this world, only I can bully you…”
Before, Stella couldn’t understand the meaning of this sentence, but now she suddenly realized, could it be that Erin had started to like her back then, but even he didn’t realize it himself?
As Stella thought about this, her eyes suddenly turned red. He was dead, no one would tell her the answer anymore…
She raised her hand, along Erin’s pants, feeling the dried blood on the ground, which was his final message:
[Stella, I’m dead, I no longer have to worry about you marrying someone else]
So, until his death, he was afraid of her marrying someone else.
Because when he died, he wouldn’t have to be afraid anymore.
So, was it with this mindset that he didn’t save himself, not even shouting for help from her?
Yes, every time Erin came to find her, it was because she was going to marry Henry, he was afraid of losing her, but he didn’t know what to do.
He could only resort to violence, regardless of whether she wanted it or not, this approach was indeed extreme.
Just like many times, he would bully her and then save her, Stella couldn’t take it anymore, so she confronted him and asked for the reason. He would always say, “I’ll do whatever I want, no reason needed…”
He was stubborn like that, with strong independent thinking, no one could sway his thoughts, just like in medicine, no matter how many medical professionals argued with him, he would insist on his own beliefs.
But Erin didn’t understand, in love, you couldn’t treat the person you love in this way, it would only push them further away, even push them into the fire, and the person who loved him would resent him for it, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the fire…
However, in this ten-year revenge plan, it was Stella who made him, someone who didn’t know how to treat a loved one, become so extreme…
If…
There were no more “ifs,” Erin was already dead…
As Stella thought about this, tears welled up in her eyes and rolled down her face. Through her blurred vision, she saw another line of words written above:
[Stella, I’m sorry, I love you]
“I’m sorry” was an apology for the mistakes he had made.
“I love you” was a belated confession.
Stella touched these crooked words, complex emotions hidden in her fingertips, the pain in her heart tore her apart, one half mocking her for having a masochistic tendency, the other half mocking her for killing the person she used to love the most….
The sound of a wheelchair rolling came to her ears, causing her to slowly lift her head, but as she raised it, tears streamed down her face.
Seeing Stella in this state, Ryan’s melancholic gaze carried a hint of pity. He didn’t say anything, just looked away and read the third line of words:
[Ryan, heal your legs, keep on living]
Besides Stella, he was the only person Erin couldn’t let go of.
How did they become such close friends? aced time, Erin, wearing a white coat and carrying a medical kit, confidently approached him, tilting his head and raising his chin.
“I’m Erin, the best doctor in the world. The medical fees cost ten million, can you afford it?”
He introduced himself like this, a bit arrogant, a bit rebellious, but filled with confidence. However, it was this flamboyant personality that made Ryan, who had lost his memory, somewhat yearn for him, so he also raised his chin towards him.
“I can’t afford it, does that mean you won’t treat me?”
Erin raised an eyebrow, a slight smile on his handsome face.
“You need treatment, after all, your brother is my good friend…”
Yes, Erin’s first good friend was his older brother, but now the order was reversed. The person who sent away their best friend was no longer Erin, but him.
Although Erin was mentally unhealthy, he was loyal and devoted to his friends. Even when his older brother instructed him to monitor Ryan, Erin never revealed any negative information about Ryan to his brother. He even tried many ways to help Ryan regain his memory, including sitting in front of Ryan’s grave, drinking and toasting to his tombstone for the whole day.
When Ryan returned to the Imperial Capital, Erin was overjoyed and didn’t treat him as disabled despite losing his legs. Erin pushed him around and tried everything to help him walk again. However, Ryan, because of his unrequited love, lost the belief to stand up and repeatedly rejected Erin’s efforts.
Ryan thought that if he hadn’t rejected Erin, with Erin’s medical skills, he could have been able to walk again. But Erin was already living a miserable life, and Ryan couldn’t bear to let him go through the trouble of dealing with his legs and depression.
Unexpectedly, even though Erin was overwhelmed with his own issues, his last thoughts were still about Ryan’s legs and encouraging him to keep going. Ryan felt ashamed and lowered his head, unable to hold back tears when he touched Erin’s pale face.
“I will fulfill your last wish, Erin. Rest in peace…”
Stella’s finger moved past the message left by Ryan and landed [In the next life…]
Only two words were written above, and nothing more. Seeing the traces of blood, it seemed like the writing stopped here, as if suddenly feeling that no one in this world would come to see him, and feeling tha it was meaningless to continue. After all, for Erin, his father, who married his stepmother, only cared about her, and their conflicts caused his relationship with his father to deteriorate to the point of becoming enemies. His father wouldn’t care if he lived or died.
If it weren’t for his grandparents protecting him in the past, Erin would have been kicked out by his biological father and stepmother long ago. Unfortunately, his grandparents had passed away by the time he grew up, so he felt that there would be no one to take care of his burial. Writing more would be useless…
Did he ever think that she would come back? He probably did, but from this perspective, he, who could gaze at the sea from afar, never waited for her to turn around before his blood ran dry, so he knew she wouldn’t come back. Thus, his testament ended with the words “in the next life.”
Nobody knew what Erin wanted to do in the next life. Did he want to meet her again, or did he never want to see her again?
Stella couldn’t guess, but she wondered why, if Erin had some feelings for her when they were younger, he still sent people to harm the girl he liked. She stared at Erin’s ghostly pale face for a marion while, then slowly lifted her head and looked at Ryan, asking, “Mr. Collins, do you know why he treated me like that back then?”
With reddened eyes, Ryan shook his head gently. “Erin never said much about the bad things between you two…”
The most he talked about was what Stella liked, where she wanted to go, whether she still had feelings for him, why she hadn’t called him yet, and if she no longer wanted him… But those were all things he said when he was drunk.
It was evident that Stella was precious to Erin in his heart, so precious that he carefully avoided mentioning her. However, the grievances between them were too great…
Ryan also learned about these things indirectly. After all, it was widely known in the Imperial Capital circle that Erin had orchestrated the rape of Stella to seek revenge, forced her to have an abortion, and even removed her uterus with his own hands.
As for the hidden reasons behind it, only one person knew-
That person was Erin, who sat by the floor-to-ceiling window, no longer alive.
Even Ryan didn’t know, so probably no one else did. Maybe Erin was really that terrible back then, wanting to bully her so badly that he sent people after her.
After all, he despised her so much at the time, even if he had a bit of a liking for her, it couldn’t overcome the long-standing hatred he had for her. Besides, he was in love with Stella without even realizing it. Stella, unable to find any answers, slowly lowered her eyelashes. and looked at Erin, still bathed in sunlight. Her icy fingers unconsciously brushed against his face…
As her fingertips touched his cold, stiff cheek, Stella seemed to want to embrace him, but she never made a move. She just stared silently at him…
After what felt like an eternity, Stella spoke up again to Ryan, “Aren’t you going to ask who killed him?”
