In Love, Never Say Never

In Love, Never Say Never Chapter 626-627-628-629-630

In love, never say never chapter 626

I nodded and pointed towards the hugging couple. I teased, “You’ve never told me about your past relationships.”

I paused as Rebecca abruptly came to mind. He did say that he had never loved Rebecca.

As we made our way through the crowds, he stuck closer to me and replied, “I didn’t date when I was younger.”

Shocked by his reply, I stared at him in disbelief. “No! You’re pulling my leg, right?”

“Back then, I was swamped with classes and essays every day. Grandpa also arranged for me to take extra law classes, so I basically didn’t have time for anything else.”

His explanation seems pretty reasonable. Pouting, I continued to prod him for an answer. “Didn’t you have any crushes then?”

His eyes bored into mine as he replied, “I had a crush on you the moment I saw you at J University.”

Stunned, I began to blush furiously.

We continued walking at a leisurely pace. Suddenly he asked, “Don’t you have questions for me?”

“What questions?” Confused, I stared back at him.

“A few days ago, Flora told me that there was a lipstick mark on my shirt. Why aren’t you asking me about it?”

This caught me by surprise, though I quickly recovered myself and said, “There’s nothing to ask. I trust you!”

I could see that my answer had stunned him into silence. He appeared to be deep in thought, though I didn’t have the mental energy to try and guess what was on his mind. I just wanted to enjoy my walk with him before his imminent return to the office.

At the doors to the office, I waved goodbye to him and didn’t follow him in. I gestured for him to head on up without me.

He didn’t leave but stood there, staring at me. “You go first. I’ll go in after you leave.”

I didn’t argue with him but merely smiled at him. I felt a twinge of regret at our somewhat anti-climactic separation.

I’d only taken a few steps before I turned and ran towards him, giving him a tight hug. I said hoarsely, “Take care.”

He frowned, puzzled at my behavior. “What’s wrong? You don’t want to go home?”

I shook my head with my arms wrapped firmly around him. “I just want to hug you.”

I heard his chuckle before he replied, “Why don’t you stay here with me then? We can head home together later tonight.”

At this, I finally loosened my arms. I straightened out his tie with a small smile on my face. “It’s fine, I’m going back now.”

Lingering is a luxury I can no longer afford. This is goodbye, forever.

I initially thought of taking a plane, but eventually decided on a train ride.

The journey’s going to be tedious, but I’ll get to enjoy some nice views.

The train pulled away from the station. I took out my phone, knowing it would be a big mistake if I didn’t at least say goodbye.

I guess texts are handy now when I can’t bring myself to utter these words.

I began typing: Ashton, I’m sorry that I’m leaving without saying goodbye. I thought I’d recovered after returning from R Province. I thought I could stay by your side and have a happy life with you. But I should’ve known the world would be much more complicated than I imagined. I paused in the middle of typing, struck by a painful reminder. Cuts and bruises may heal over time, but they leave behind scars that will never allow us to forget the pain.

Steeling myself, I continued the message: I got myself checked at the hospital. The doctors confirmed that I can never become pregnant again. That stillborn baby cost me my dreams of bearing my own child. I can’t blame you, nor can I blame Cameron. You are the people I love, and the people I call my family. I can only call this suffering my own.

Marcus told me that the baby didn’t die of suffocation; it was actually deformed. What kind of a mother am I to give my baby such a painful fate? Maybe he was too eager to be my child and forgot to bring along some things with him in his rush. He fought so hard to meet me, yet I couldn’t save him in the end. Ashton, I hope you can forgive me for leaving like this yet again. And I hope that you can take care of Summer for me.

This is me tapping out. I used to think that revenge could help us find peace, but I’ve come to realize that the only thing we gain in return is suffering. I don’t want to take revenge or wish ill upon anyone, so I’m turning in the towel on my happy ending.

The train moved at a fast speed. Pristine views of the countryside flew past in a blur; the beauty was almost suffocating.

I spent a couple of slow days on the train. The journey brought me past the glittering lights of unfamiliar cities and the lush greenery of thick forests. Once in a while, we passed by a small town. Each sighting was, however, fleeting.

I thought about how my life had panned out over the past few years. Upon closer scrutiny, everything felt more like a dream.

I was but a bystander in this dream.

I reached Q City at dawn, and I got a night’s rest at a hotel near the train station.

I fell into a deep sleep. It was already noon when I woke up. The first thing on my agenda was to change my phone number.

I went to Speed Mobile and got a local number.

I decided to come to Q City in the end because someone once told me that it was the best place to get away from the hustle and bustle of the big city.

This is a much better place for me to lay down my roots than R Province.

I’d never sold Macy’s house in Q City. It was still registered under Summer’s name.

I changed the locks and tidied up the house before moving in. A wave of nostalgia came over me. It seemed like just yesterday when Macy and I came to Q City together.

Marcus said he buried the baby at Q City Cemetery. I wondered if it was because I once said in my sleep that I’d like to raise him in Q City.

That had been a long time ago, and I could no longer remember the situation clearly.

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It was May and the temperature had begun to rise.

On our way to the cemetery, we saw many people offering flowers to the deceased.

Q City was relatively small, with a slow pace of life. Most citizens of the city were born and raised there.

Many still hold their local traditions close to heart.

Marcus named the child North and decided not to give the child a surname.

The photo of North had already faded, and his grave was covered with weed.

I kneeled to pluck the weeds and tidied the area around it.

After that, I leaned toward his grave and said with a weak smile, “I’m sorry to have only come now, my dear child.”

I had been avoiding him for so long in hopes of letting go, but it was impossible.

Next to us was a lady in her thirties sobbing quietly.

I glanced over at the tombstone and saw that it was a middle-aged lady. My first thought was that the grave probably belonged to the lady’s mother.

There was no point in consoling her, so I kept silent. I felt empty as I watched her crying her heart out in pain. I wonder why am I not tearing up like her?

Sometime later, the lady stopped crying. She was startled when she noticed me and spoke with her hoarse voice. “You…”

I gave a slight smile and replied, “I’m here to see my child.”

She gave the blurry photo on the tombstone a side glance. Even though it was a blurred photo, anyone could tell it was a baby.

She stared blankly for a moment and asked, “How old is he?”

full gestation month old.”

with her eyes still red and swollen. “Life

silent and slowly lowered my

cemetery, the lady was still around, seemingly unwilling

That girl was born into a blissful family with her mother, father,

to end with sorrow. A disaster occurred and took her father away. Her mother was unable to withstand the pain, so she brought

was a fortune teller and depended on that job for a living. She did not earn much and the girl’s presence was

into verbal and physical abuse. Eventually, the young girl chose to end her life

little weird when she told me, a

not wish to dwell

resident of Q City, and

and dreamt of North waving

up in tears and could

ached as the painful memories

breakfast, I overheard the conversation between the steamed buns’ stall owner

young lady killed herself at the cemetery last

rumors blindly!”

raised her voice and retaliated, “I wasn’t listening blindly! I saw it on my social media feed earlier. I’m certain it’ll be on the news

a deep sigh, probably assuming

had great chemistry at work. While one packs the

news of the young lady’s suicide

was eerily familiar. I gasped as they uncovered

the story that I heard. But… why

which role did she undertake in that

Regardless, I had no regrets. After all, I had achieved what I

was a cemetery called Sedan on the outskirts of Q City. The people there were devoted Buddhists. I went there before, and the road there was steep. It was a sacred place, filled with countless souls that

find their peace of mind, and also to find

countless believers. Regardless, people

a red scarf, I followed the pilgrimage group and kneeled

prayed for the misery and suffering to be gone through each step of the

then, an elderly beside me who seemed to notice my awkward movements advised, “Young lady, do wear some knee

say never

elderly, who had a pair of

okay. The more pain I feel, the more burden I could lift from the

to Buddhism, for every kneel a mortal being makes with the deceased in mind, the greater

elderly warned, the long journey had caused

I looked up and clasped my hands together to pray. “I pray to god

the sounds of the chants, I kneeled in the temple while staring at the statue of the deity. The deity had a kind face, with a pair of long and slightly upward-tilted eyes that seemed to see through all the joys and miseries of

Let it go!

is short and everything will pass. We can only

that can’t be resolved. All the

each misery with the

in A

when a middle-aged man from Animus Corporation brought a bunch of documents to me.

paused my work, and glanced at him. “Oh,

a good

annoyed, I let out a sigh.

arrange them tomorrow morning. Scarlett, you have to socialize more with people,” he

nor am I trying

continued nagging, “You’ve been here for almost a month. Have you chatted with any of your colleagues yet? If you really

doing and looked at him. “What is

meet and interact with new people. To make new friends and experience new

responded and

assumed that I agreed with his advice. “The gathering is at Oasis

desk and said, “You’ll need to bring along this card with you and retrieve

“There’s even an invitation card?” I was

his desk. “The company has already paid in full, so y’all can directly head in for some fun! It’s a hot spring hotel, where the services

first thought was that the place sounded

giving me the card, Savini was prepared

recalled that I wanted to apply for leave for the next few days. I called out, “Savini, I need to take leave for the next few days. Please help

furrowed his brows.

nodded. “I need to settle some

“Missing your kid?”

realized he was too chatty, so I

then. I’m heading there too in a

offer, he interrupted, “Alright, hurry now, you need to pack your stuff and

leave. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was time to get off

go even if I did not want to. So, I packed my

two other female colleagues at

our number cards, and the front desk staff informed us politely, “Kindly change into the clothes and shoes that

Has the service in hotels

explained, “This is a hot spring hotel,

to the game

plaza, and dining area were all at the third

thought that it was a normal gathering, where everyone would sit together over food and

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gathering to be held in such a unique way. The hotel had many guests.

lazy, I found a seat

anyone

and what greeted my sight was a familiar face, but I could not recall who

meter eighty-five in height with a slender figure

at him blankly, he raised his brows and asked, “So is

senses returned, and I shook my head.

me while holding a cup

help myself but took a few glances. It

me looking and asked, “Do you want

in embarrassment and replied,

Logically speaking, people would usually drink either a glass of hard liquor or a

it was probably normal since the place caters to people of all ages, from kids to adults. Even without

singer stood on stage and was ready to sing a folksong that conveys the yearning of

was filled with so much emotion that

and left, only to return

stared at him with a blank expression as I was slightly surprised by his thoughtful

and said, “You’re

the man that stood in front of

short pause, I asked, “Have we

and questioned, “Do you know

shook

then we don’t know each other,”

response, so I thought for a moment

knowing someone were two different

“Since we don’t know each other, it could only

don’t know each other doesn’t mean that

him was

met before, let’s get

my hand forward

and shook my hand. “I’m Armond

Armond Murphy?

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