Chapter 2750:


    His gaze lingered—how long had it truly been since theyst stood face to face like this?


    “Hadley,” he murmured again.


    “Yes.” She smiled gently, waiting.


    Eric’s hands came together as his voice dropped.


    “I’ve remembered everything now… all of it.”


    Hadley nodded, her smile calm.


    “I know.”


    “I’m sorry…” Eric’s brows furrowed, his voice heavy with remorse.


    “These past six months… I failed you and Joy.”


    A simple apology could never erase what he had done.


    “It’s Joy you should apologize to.” Hadley’s tone stayed soft but firm. He hadn’t betrayed her—they had already parted ways before he lost his memories.


    “But Joy’s fine now. Everything’s better.”


    “Then…” Eric treaded carefully, searching her eyes.


    “You don’t me me anymore?”


    “Mm.” Hadley nodded.


    “Besides, it wasn’t like you meant for any of this to happen.”


    “Thank you.” His gaze traced her face, drinking in every feature as if seeing her anew.


    His heart pounded as he forced the next words out.


    “Then… what about before? Do you still me me for that?”


    Hadley’s brows lifted slightly, understanding dawning.


    “Hadley.” Eric swallowed hard, his palms damp, his throat dry. He had no choice but to bring it up—the name that still lingered like a shadow.


    “About Linda… I truly did everything for you.”


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    Half a year had passed, yet the words he longed to say remained unchanged from that day at a Airport.


    “I stopped caring about her long ago. Back then, in that moment, all I wanted was to keep you safe.”


    “You don’t need to exin.”


    Seeing his restless, pleading expression, Hadley gently cut him off.


    “Hadley,” Eric’s heart sank, a cold weight settling in his chest.


    “You… still don’t believe me? You still hold it against me?”


    “I don’t,” Hadley replied without wavering, her eyes fixed on Eric as she gave a small shake of her head.


    “I trust you. None of this is your fault.”


    For a moment, Eric froze, his mind struggling to catch up with the weight of her words.


    “Y-you mean it?” he asked, his voice breaking in disbelief.


    Months ago, he had exhausted himself trying to exin himself, chasing her from Srixby to a. Nothing he said back then could soften her.


    Later, after he copsed and had brain surgery, his memories were identally stripped away.


    Now, with those memories restored, she was simply choosing to believe him?


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