Forgetting You is My Best Decision

The next day, I went to the hospital under the Chambers family.

When I arrived, Callan was already in the VIP ward prepared for me.

"Are you happy to see that woman for the last time?" Callan's expression was cold and indifferent.

"I told her the news that Steve didn't die." I said.

Callan seemed not surprised.

"You didn't tell her the whole truth?"

"No." I sat on the bed and looked out the window quietly. "I hope someone can accompany her for me after I die. At least she loves Steve.

"Callan, ask the lawyer to help me draft a divorce agreement and send it to her."

"Do you really want to help them?" Callan was frustrated.

I didn't comment.

The legal team responded quickly and soon drafted the agreement. I forwarded it to Clara.

Unexpectedly, Clara called me immediately.

Looking at the screen, I was stunned. I hadn't received a call from Clara for long time.

I pressed the answer key. Her voice came from the phone, with a cold tone and a hint of imperceptible impatience.

"Anson, what do you mean? Do you want to divorce me?"

"Yes, I'm tired."

There was silence on the other end of the phone, only the sound of breathing remained.

After a while, I heard someone calling her. I recognized that it was Steve's voice.

Clara said hurriedly, "Let's talk when I come back." and hung up.

It seemed that they have already met.

After hanging up the phone, I saw Clara's latest post on Instagram, and I couldn't help but click on it.

[Crossing the long river of time, we finally meet again.] A picture of the shadows of the two people was attached.

I suddenly felt an extreme pain in my heart.

The alarm was beeping, and I saw doctors and nurses rushing in, I saw Callan rushing into the ward, and I saw the light above my head becoming more and more blurred.

I died, and Clara was free.

In the next moment, my world became clear again.

My soul came to Clara's side.