He Stood at Memory's End

Celine gave a silent smile. She lost all desire to listen any further.

Turning around, she saw Juniper, who had just come out of the bathroom. Her eyelids twitched, and Celine subconsciously turned and headed toward the stairs.

After taking merely a few steps, she heard Juniper's hesitant voice. "Celine?"

Celine ignored her and quickened her pace. Just as she was about to turn the corner, Juniper caught up and grabbed her hand.

Celine did not want to run into her here and tried to leave, but she refused to let go. Juniper said anxiously, "I know it's you. Did you misunderstand something? Let me explain."

The two were entangled, and Celine struggled to break free. However, she swayed and was about to fall due to the excessive force.

Juniper's expression changed instantly, and she hurriedly grabbed Celine.

Celine leaned against the stairs and managed to steady herself.

However, Juniper rolled down the stairs and lay in a pool of blood due to the loss of weight.

Celine's mind went blank for a moment, and she rushed down to help. She had just reached out her hand and was violently shoved to the ground. Her forehead hit the corner of the wall, and blood gushed out, quickly staining her face red. She gasped in pain, forced her eyes open, and saw Harry's murderous glare.

He gritted his teeth, uttering a single sentence before scooping up Juniper and rushing out frantically. "If anything happens to Juniper today, I'll make you pay tenfold!"

The hurried footsteps faded into the distance.

Celine could no longer hear anything, and her vision blurred. A sharp pain throbbed in her head as if a nerve was being pulled. The blood pooled, and her consciousness grew increasingly hazy.

An endless darkness enveloped her. She felt lightheaded as she slowly lost consciousness...

An unknown amount of time had passed when Celine groggily opened her eyes and saw the doctor let out a long sigh of relief. "It's a good thing that you have a strong will, or you might have fallen into a vegetative state and never woken up again."

She thanked the doctor and picked up her constantly vibrating phone from the table.

After tapping on the answer button, she heard Harry's anxious voice. "Celine, where are you?"

Celine was silent for a long time before giving the name of the hospital and ward.

Ten minutes later, the ward door was pushed open.

Harry rushed in, looking flustered. The first thing he did was ask about her health. "Are you badly hurt? How's the baby? I thought you pushed your Aunt Juniper, and that's why I was so angry...

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have laid a hand on you without knowing what happened. Will you forgive me?"

Celine guessed from his statement that Juniper must have woken up and explained what had happened. Otherwise, he would not have looked so guilty and uneasy.

She lowered her gaze and answered his question in a weak, feeble voice. "I'm fine. The doctor said I just need a few days of rest."

Harry assumed that the baby was fine too, and his anxiety finally subsided. He knelt, wanting to touch her belly to make sure everything was alright.

Celine interrupted him with a single question, "Were you and Aunt Juniper classmates in college?"

Harry's hand froze in mid-air. "Yes, in the same department but different courses. What's the matter?"

Seeing his hand retract, Celine's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she flatly replied, "Nothing, I just saw you two attending the same class reunion."

Harry's throat bobbed a few times, and he abruptly changed the subject. "Are you hungry? I'll go buy you breakfast."

Watching him flee, Celine opened her calendar and counted the time.

With only ten days left, the cooling-off period for divorce would end. She would soon be able to escape the marriage built entirely on lies.