Chapter 9
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But Simon Summers only cried harder.
"I don't want anything else, I only want you."
"Aria, can you forgive me?"
"The day after tomorrow is our sixth anniversary, I've prepared many surprises for you, please don't be angry with me anymore, okay?"
At this moment, I actually felt my heart softening a bit.
So do people only cherish what they have after losing it?
Seeing that I didn't respond, he clung to me again.
"Aria..."
"I forgive you."
His eyes immediately lit up: "Really?!"
I nodded.
Simon Summers then began to reminisce about our past moments together, from our first meeting to our marriage...
Taking advantage of his sleep, I quietly closed the door and drove away.
Reconciliation was impossible, but before leaving, I had my own selfish desires.
I bought the spicy duck that Simon Summers had been craving before he fell asleep.
Unexpectedly, on my way back, I collided with an out-of-control bus.
With a muffled crash, my car was sent flying.
I don't know how long it had been when I woke up in pain.
*Ding*!
"Host, the system has detected that you have encountered an accident and can leave this world ahead of schedule. Does the Host choose to leave?"
It seems I can't return on time...
With trembling hands, I pressed confirm.
A blinding white light engulfed me, and I returned to my original world.
Looking at the five million in my bank account, I felt life was becoming more hopeful.
I first arranged a better burial site with good feng shui for my grandmother, then donated some money to an orphanage.
After adjusting my state of mind, I worked hard toward the direction I aspired to!
As for Simon Summers' side, I learned about it later when reviewing with the system...
After sobering up, Simon Summers received a call from the hospital.
"Is this Mr. Summers? We regret to inform you that your wife, Ms. Jenkins, has passed away in a car accident on North Bridge Road. Please come to the hospital to identify the body."
Upon hearing the news, Simon Summers was struck as if by lightning.
He asked several times in succession, only to receive a "please accept our condolences."
The black Maybach accelerated down the lane, running through several red lights in succession.
Trembling, he lifted the white cloth and upon seeing the familiar face, he almost couldn't stand.
A passing nurse sighed: "Miss Aria was still clutching the marinated duck tightly before she lost consciousness, not sure who she was bringing it for."
Simon Summers' mind exploded with a "boom."
He remembered—last night he had been clamoring about wanting to eat it, but he never thought...
"Mr. Summers, please accept my condolences."
Simon collapsed, protecting the body, refusing to let the funeral home staff take her away.
"This is my Aria, none of you are allowed to touch her!"
It must be a lie—he couldn't believe his wife was just gone like this.
When Hector Hayes and Nora rushed to the hospital, Simon was still possessively guarding the body, stubborn and distraught.
Nora angrily stepped forward and slapped him: "You didn't cherish Aria when she was alive, and now you're pretending to be heartbroken!"
Hector urged him to calm down, because this wasn't over yet.
Simon's eyes were bloodshot: "What do you mean?"
Hector Hayes handed over a flash drive: "See for yourself."
In the evening, Simon Summers returned home dejectedly.
The moment he opened the flash drive, all the truth came to light.
Hector Hayes had told him: "I always thought Bailey Wright's sudden return to the country was strange. I've been investigating all this time, and didn't expect there was actually something fishy."
The day Bailey Wright returned to the country, she was embracing and kissing a man at the airport.
It was that senior from her first love.
So they had been in contact all along...
He continued looking through the files.
He saw that during each intimate moment between him and Bailey Wright, I was suffering unbearably nearby.
He saw me standing at the private room's doorway, listening to his conversation with Hector Hayes.
