- When I got off the train, Mom was already waiting in front of the car. Her eyes instantly welled up when she saw me, and she hugged me tightly. “My sweet girl, you’ve suffered. Have you been unhappy these past five years? Why have you lost so much weight? Has everything been settled with the Mook Family? If there are any disputes, let your dad handle it. Our family’s business has been thriving these past few years; the Mook Family can’t bring us down!” I subconsciously tugged at my clothes, trying to hide my wounds, hoping they hadn’t seen those videos online. I said softly, “Mom, I’m tired. Let’s talk about it when we get home. Don’t worry, we’re divorced, and we probably won’t see each other again.”
- Mom noticed my low spirits and, just like when I was a child, handed me a pile of desserts. “Eating sweets when you’re down will cheer you up. You taught me that when you were little,” she said. “Try these; they’re still from your favorite shop. Ryan is so thoughtful. He bought the shop; otherwise, these little cakes would probably have been discontinued.”
- Seeing that I didn’t resist as I used to, Mom cautiously began to tell me about what had happened at home during the five years I was gone. “Ryan has really proven himself,” she said, “After he took over the company, the Lincoln family became the wealthiest in just a few years. I thought he’d give up after you got married, but I didn’t expect him to wait for you this long, with absolutely no scandals. For a family like theirs, that’s incredibly rare. I heard Ryan was so happy you agreed to the marriage that he didn’t sleep all night. When your Uncle Lincoln called, your dad thought he’d misheard. After confirming, he was jumping up and down in the room. Jean, if you really don’t want this marriage, we will talk to the Lincoln Family. It’s okay to cancel the
- wedding, as long as you’re happy.”
- Mom saw I didn’t say anything and thought I was still hesitating, so she said she was going
- to contact Ryan to cancel the wedding. I quickly held her hand and shook my head. “Mom, I know
- you mean well. Ryan is a good man, and I married him willingly. There’s no need to call it off; I want to be with him.” Tears streamed down Mom’s face, and she kept patting my hand. “I’m so
- glad you’ve come to terms with it! It wasn’t a waste of all the effort your dad and I put in. What’s
- done is done; we won’t mention it again.”
- The entire drive, Mom was careful not to touch on any painful memories, deliberately avoiding any mention of the past five years in our conversation. The car pulled into the villa
- amidst laughter and cheerful chatter. But the moment I stepped out of the car, the villa’s servant
- saw my face, her jaw practically hitting the floor in shock: “Aren’t you the woman from that video
- online…? You…” The housekeeper, sensing the awkwardness, quickly pulled the servant away, saying, “What are you saying? This is Miss Reed, don’t speak out of turn.
- I knew it; my family had seen the video online. My mother asked, looking puzzled, “What’s
- going on online?” I gave the housekeeper a subtle look, signaling him to take the servant away, and said casually, “It’s nothing, I just posted some updates online. The servant probably saw them, but it’s all unimportant. Mom, I’ve been on the bus for so long. I want to wash up. You g ahead and eat; I’ll be there shortly.
- Butler, please take my luggage back to my room. The moment the door closed, I couldn’t hold back any longer, and tears streamed down my face. All my strength seemed to have been
- hold back any longer, and tears streamed down my face. All my strength seemed to have been
- drained. I slid weakly down the wall, hugging my knees tightly. I thought that if the video was deleted, everything could be as if it never happened. I thought that if I just didn’t look, I could escape those painful memories, but I was only fooling myself. Those wounds are already etched
- into my heart.
- I rushed to the bathroom, ran a scalding bath, and plunged in as soon as I’d stripped off my clothes. The water, usually unbearably hot, felt utterly cold. I scrubbed my body frantically, desperate to wash away the humiliation and pain, but the livid bruises only became more prominent. I used every cleaning product I could find, dousing myself with hot water repeatedly, but nothing could cleanse the filth in my heart. Tears mingled with the steam rising from the bath, blurring my vision. I scrubbed myself raw, the piercing pain driving me to the brink of collapse, yet the humiliating images replayed endlessly in my mind, impossible to escape.
- I lost track of time, but the water in the bathtub gradually turned red with blood. Just then, someone knocked on the door, but I was so lost in my pain that I didn’t hear it. The next secon the door burst open, and I fell into a warm embrace. Icy tears landed on my forehead. “Jean, please don’t do this. You’re not dirty. You don’t need to wash anymore. You’re clean. Listen to me, let me take you to rest, okay?” I struggled to open my eyes and saw Ryan Lincoln’s anxious face. I wanted to respond, to apologize, but I was completely drained of strength. Everything went black, and I lost consciousness.
No Return for Love Chapter 5
No Return for Love Chapter 5
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No Return for Love English Novel
Status: Ongoing Native Language: English
