Forgot About Loving You

Nolan’s voice was calm but carried an edge that cut deep.  

"Caroline," he began, his words deliberate, "you must remember, my brother lost his life because of a WhatsApp message from you, right? In other words, you owe Kate. So, I’m paying off your debt, do you understand?"

I stared at him, stunned, as he continued without hesitation.  

"What’s more, I promised my brother I’d take care of her. A promise is a promise and I want everyone to see that I, Nolan, honor my word."

He looked at me then, his expression devoid of warmth.  

"In this world, the person with the least right to question me or Kate is you, okay?" 

I had heard those accusations countless times before and I had explained myself just as many times.  

I told Nolan over and over again that I was not the one who sent that WhatsApp.  

That day, Kate had asked me to go shopping with her. 

Halfway through, her phone ran out of battery, so she borrowed mine to send a WhatsApp message to her husband. 

I did not think much of it at the time. But it turned out to be a setup.  

Using my phone, she recorded a voice note, imitating my tone perfectly, "Help, Kate is in trouble!"

Her husband, who was with Nolan at the time, panicked. The two men sped off to reach her, only to meet tragedy on the road.  

When Nolan woke up after the crash, the first words he uttered were, "Is Kate okay?"

I had been by his side, hugging him tightly, my tears unstoppable, thinking I had almost lost him, too.  

But his second sentence shattered me, "Because of your childishness and playfulness, you killed my brother. Are you satisfied?"

No matter how much I pleaded or how many times I tried to explain, Nolan would not listen.  

He insisted it was me.  

He believed Kate, the so-called sensible and well-behaved one, could not possibly make such a joke.  

He believed that only someone as impulsive and playful as me would send such a message.  

A few deceitful words from Kate were all it took to convict me in his heart.

When I came back to my senses, Nolan, with a smell of alcohol, bent down and kissed me like he did before.

He rubbed my lips and changed his tone, “Caroline, can you help me take care of Kate?

“As long as you are willing, as long as you are generous, you will always be number one in my heart, okay?”

Tears welled up in his eyes, his nose was red and he looked at me almost pleadingly, which made my heart skip a beat.

Before Kate got involved, Nolan really treated me like a treasure.

Thinking of that, all the anger I had just felt seemed to be sucked away by him and my heart softened again.

I thought to give him another chance. After all, we would be getting engaged tomorrow.

But Kate lured him away with a cat. 

Even when my hand was cut, a glaring red, he did not even look back.

So, I thought directly, no matter how much I loved him, I could not allow him to humiliate me like that.

I admitted that in the relationship, my biggest weakness was my soft heart.

So, when Kate used that method to let me know that in Nolan’s heart, she was everything, I directly slapped my face quickly and hard to make me realize.

After all, I was not even as good as one of her cats.

I gritted my teeth, endured the pain, got up and found the disinfectant.

But at that time, Kate sent me a photo.

In the photo, Nolan was holding Kitty with his back to Kate.

Under the warm yellow light, Nolan was wearing the shorts and vest he had just picked up. The loose sports shorts hung lazily at his waist and his beautiful tendon muscles were sexy and tight.

Kate sent me a message that read, [Caroline, how is it? I won. No matter when I say a word, Nolan will leave you and come to me.

Guess what it feels like to hug a man like this from behind? It must be very pleasant to be held in his arms and tortured severely, right?

Caroline, why don't I try for you?]

When I saw those words along with the smell of disinfectant, I suddenly felt like vomiting.

After retching a few times while holding the trash can, I held the phone and yelled at the other end, “You bitch!”