Chapter 501 I'm Your Most Important Person

That was absurd.

Even though my mind felt clouded, as if wrapped in a thick veil, I still had a strong impression of Luke. We had grown up together, and he had even saved my life. There was no way he would betray me. "Why would I need a psychiatrist?" I questioned.

Sergio's gaze was soft as he replied, "Chloe, a lot has happened. Let me explain everything to you."

I sat on the swing, quietly listening as he recounted the past decade.

My love story with Luke came to an abrupt end the moment my fake sister, Wisteria, appeared. The pain she caused left me in despair, leading me into a deep depression. It was during that time that I met Sergio, who helped me through years of therapy.

Luke abandoned me at the wedding scene, and that very night, I died. But fate had other plans-I was given another chance at life and crossed paths with Sergio once again. We fell in love, started a family, and had children together.

However, due to the threat posed by a dangerous organization, he brought me to this island to ensure a safe pregnancy.

"So, I can't leave for now?" I asked.

"Chloe, things have been chaotic lately. Someone anonymously sent you a severed head and even drugged you. The outside world is too dangerous. Keeping you here is the only way to protect both you and the children.'

As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and showed me a photo of the head.

I quickly averted my gaze. I couldn't recall all the details, but something about it felt oddly familiar.

"For the children's sake, just stay here and recover for now."

He gently stroked my cheek, his eyes filled with deep affection. "Chloe, I can't go through losing you again."

I hesitated, then nodded. "Alright, I'll stay. But I want a phone."

He sighed. "Chloe, I'm worried that revealing your location could put you in danger. That's why the entire island has a signal-blocking system. For now, you won't be able to contact the outside world. Please understand."

Something about his words didn't sit right with me, but I couldn't find any reason to doubt him.

For example, when he mentioned Wisteria, a sense of familiarity washed over me, accompanied by an instinctive feeling of disgust.

of my supposed death, fragmented images flickered through my

A hollow feeling in my heart told me I had forgotten something important.

happened over the past ten years. Even if I talked for three

shook my head. "I don't know. I just feel like there's someone I

me, but my body instinctively backed away. "Sorry, I

his hand. "From now on, I'll be the most important

cool breeze swept past us, and he suggested, "Let's head inside. If you want to know anything, just

him, watching his

off. I couldn't shake the feeling that my husband's shoulders should be broader than his. Was my memory playing tricks

I lose

stopped walking and turned to face me. "Someone envied our

losing me again. "Chloe, I finally

inside, I noticed the studio walls covered in paintings, all signed with

three years we spent

piece felt strangely familiar, as

don't remember exactly, but these seem like my work," I

enveloped your world, and I stood by your side,

"Thank you."

because of the memories I had lost, but even though Sergio felt familiar, there

close to. Right now, he felt more like a stranger.

you not like the

lot of effort into it, tailoring every dish to my tastes. He remembered everything about me, had proof of our past together, and his

to stay here. I

have to stay on this island until the babies

once told me that you dreamed of living in seclusion on an island with the person

"Look, this is the

obvious that the island hadn't looked like that. He had carefully built it, piece by piece, shaping it into something he

efforts, I felt I was too ungrateful. He was doing that to protect me, yet all I could think about was

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

me. "You don't have to feel guilty. In a few days, you'll be able to have a 4D ultrasound.

see their little faces

already arranged everything. The equipment is ready, and a doctor will always be on standby to monitor your health and

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