- “Sarah! We took you in! Gave you everything!
- And you did this to our own daughter! You
- monster!”
- “Mr. Knight, it was all the adopted girl’s fault!
- Please, spare us!”
- The hospital belonged to the Knight family.
- They ruled the city.
- The Hayes family knew their fate rested with.
- Peter.
- Peter’s leg throbbed. His heart ached.
- <
- He hadn’t believed I would actually leave.
- For three years, no matter what he did, I’d
- always been there.
- He’d assumed I was hopelessly in love with
- him.
- He was used to me. Now that I was truly
- gone, he realized he was the one who
- couldn’t live without me.
- He waved for his guards to deal with the
- Hayes family and left.
- Back in his room, he spiked a fever, calling
- my name.
- Patrick was frantic, ordering a global search
- <
- while Peter was treated.
- I landed in Alaska and promptly got sick.
- The doctor’s kindness, her gentle questions
- about my past, made me cry.
- My foster mom had been mostly asleep
- toward the end, and when she was awake,
- she didn’t recognize me.
- She just held my hand and asked me to find
- her daughter, she missed her daughter.
- I hadn’t even been able to visit her properly. I
- was afraid Peter would use her against me.
- The grief was overwhelming. I buried my face
- in the pillow and sobbed.
- く
- After I recovered, I traveled, eventually
- settling in a small village in the Alaskan
- wilderness. I opened a little shop.
- Mountains, glaciers, caribou… it was
- beautiful.
- My broken heart started to heal.
- I thought I belonged there.
- Then Peter showed up.
- He stood in my doorway, backlit by the sun.
- I couldn’t see his expression.
- But there was a sadness about him. I guessed
- he hadn’t been happy.
- く
- I felt nothing but a quiet calm.
- “Come in. Have some caribou jerky. You must
- be tired from traveling.”
- He watched me intently, moving slowly.
- He took my hand, his fingers trembling as he
- felt my warmth. “Summer, I finally found
- you.”
- I pulled my hand away, indifferent.
- Some jerky dust fell on his shirt. He brushed
- it off frantically.
- “Are you hurt? Tell me if you’re hurt!”
- His anxious tone, his humility… he was a
- stranger
- The arrogant, cruel Peter Knight was gone.
- I stepped back.
- “If you’re here to reminisce, you can leave
- now. I have nothing to say to you.”
- My coldness made his eyes water.
- He looked down, hiding his tears.
- “I was wrong. I’ve taken care of the Hayes
- family. Come home with me. I’ll give your
- anything, even my life.”
- I scoffed.
- “Peter, you’re thirty years old. Stop being so
- dramatic.”
- L
- I turned to get a broom. He took it from me,
- silently sweeping up the mess.
- I opened my mouth, then closed it. He was
- stubborn.
- Peter seemed to think my tolerance meant
- forgiveness.
- He rented a cabin next door.
- He showed up at my shop every day.
- Sometimes, when the weather was bad, he’d
- bring a horse and pick me up.
- I couldn’t refuse. I’d hand him some cash and
- race to the shop.
- T
- went on for two months
- く
- This went on for two months.
- No matter how I pushed him away, he stayed.
- “Whatever makes you happy,” he’d say. “I
- can take it.”
- Then I overheard him telling a local he was
- my husband. I snapped.
- I closed the shop early, saddled two horses,
- and rode to the highest hill.
- Peter had metal pins in his bones. For a rich
- man, nothing was more valuable than his own
- health.
- I knew he wouldn’t risk it. I pointed to a
- distant, snow–capped peak.
- <
- “Race me. If you beat me there, I’ll give you
- another chance.”
- He was silent.
- I saw him rubbing his leg.
- He didn’t answer. I spurred my horse forward.
- “Summer, I know you hate me. I had a cornea
- for you, when you left. Come home. I’ll get
- the surgery scheduled right away.”
- “And you wanted a baby, right? The doctor
- said it’s still possible. We can try again, have
- another baby.”
- He looked hopeful. I just asked, “Done?”
- He saw the coldness in my eyes. He let go of
- <
- I galloped away, leaving him behind.
- He didn’t follow me home.
- He didn’t come back the next day.
- After a few days, I called Patrick, worried.
- He listened, then said: “Peter rode after you.
- The horse spooked, dragged him for miles.
- He was badly injured. He won’t bother you
- again.”
- I hung up and went back to my quiet life.
- Years later, I heard from a friend. Peter had
- almost died that day. He’d never walk again.
- I poured myself some tea
- I poured myself some tea.
- So be it. It had nothing to do with me
- anymore.
After I left, My Crazy Husband Begged for Forgiveness Chapter 5
After I left, My Crazy Husband Begged for Forgiveness Chapter 5
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After I left, My Crazy Husband Begged for Forgiveness English Novel
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