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.

me on our wedding day and the night of my supposed death, fragmented images flickered through my

something was missing. A hollow feeling in my heart told me I had forgotten something important. "Sergio, are you keeping anything

you mean? So much has happened over the past ten years. Even if I

know. I just feel like there's

to embrace me, but my body

now on, I'll be the

past us, and he suggested, "Let's head inside. If you want to

behind him, watching

the feeling that my husband's shoulders should be broader than his. Was

I lose

turned to face me. "Someone envied our love and drugged you, erasing

terrified of losing me again. "Chloe, I finally

covered in paintings, all signed

three years we spent together. Do

in. Each piece

these seem like my work,"

by your side,

"Thank you."

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

or grow close to. Right now, he felt more like a stranger. As night

something wrong? Did you

had proof of our past together, and his love for me was evident. Yet, despite

didn't want to stay here. I wanted to leave

to stay on this island

this place beautiful? You once told me that you dreamed of living in seclusion on an island with the person you loved-far from the noise of the world, away from conflicts, just enjoying a simple

even brought out a painting. "Look, this is the home you

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

He was doing that to protect me, yet all I could think about was

"I'm sorry," I whispered.

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

and a half months. Soon, I would be able to see their little faces on the scan.

is ready, and a doctor will always

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