Carroll gazed at me with a somber gaze and asked, "Kelly, tell me honestly, do you want a divorce because you've fallen in love with someone else?"
I sighed wearily, only able to remain silent in the face of his questioning.
He had forgotten.
The one who had been trying their hardest to get a divorce wasn't me.
The one who had fallen in love with someone else wasn't me either.
It was him himself.
But Carroll didn't believe that he could have fallen in love with someone else.
He looked at me as if he were listening to a utterly ridiculous and absurd tale, sitting on the hospital bed and gazing at me silently. His gaze shifted from Jason beside me to me, and then he let out a cold laugh, asking, "Are you two conspiring to trick me?"
He had been in a car accident, and the blood accumulation in his brain had put pressure on the surrounding neural tissues, leading to a temporary memory loss.
He had forgotten everything that had happened over the past eight years.
Eight years ago, we had just graduated, and I stood by him as we started a business together and endured hardships side by side. At that time, his heart and eyes were solely for me.
If you had told the Carroll from back then that he would fall in love with someone else, not just him - even I from eight years ago wouldn't have believed it.
Odette, sitting beside him, tearfully wanted to hold his hand, but he avoided her. His brow furrowed tightly, his expression one of restrained impatience, and he said to Odette in a very cold tone, "Stay away from me."
Odette froze for a moment, and then tears began streaming down her face.
Of course, even through her weeping, she didn't forget to glare at me fiercely, as if I were the cause of all this.
Seeing this scene, I actually felt like laughing, but I couldn't bring myself to laugh.
Moreover, Carroll and I truly had nothing more to say to each other.
Standing far from his hospital bed, I said emotionlessly and coldly, "The divorce agreement was drafted by the legal team you instructed, with your chief lawyer carefully considering every word, and finally presented to you for review." I sighed. "After you're discharged, you can ask the people around you if I've been lying to you."
He raised his head and gazed at me steadily, as if hurt by my cold attitude, his expression showing a rare sense of bewilderment and confusion, with a hint of incomprehension and pleading.
He had been smooth sailing all these years, confident in everything, and I hadn't seen this expression from him in a long time.
But my heart had long been as still as dead water, and no matter how bewildered and pleading he was, he could no longer move me. I paused, then turned and walked away.
