In the End, She Forgot Our Intimate love

“I’ll kill you!”

The little beggar who once cried and begged me to take him in... the poor boy Elma once hated to even look at... has now become a man who dares to shout at me like some great noble.

I looked at Arthur and laughed. Then I looked at Elma, whose eyes softened after hearing Arthur’s smooth words. I laughed out loud.

I even clapped for them and said, “Actually, you two really do make a good match.” I smiled at the two of them.

“What’s that saying again?” I thought for a moment. Then, I remembered.

“A bitch and a dog?” I looked at Elma’s darkened face. “—what a perfect pair! Forever! Hahahahaha!”

“Right, Elma? Hahahaha!”

“You want to die that bad?!” Elma pushed Arthur aside and rushed toward me. That gave me a chance to move.

I grabbed the knife from the ground and charged at her. The knife stabbed straight into Arthur’s body. At that moment, I saw Elma’s calmness break apart.

The always-cold Elma lost control. “Arty! Arty!” she screamed.

Arthur’s face went pale as he fell into Elma’s arms, but his eyes remained gentle. He touched Elma’s cheek and looked at her with deep love.

“Emmy,” he whispered, “I can protect you too. Emmy…”

Arthur soon lost consciousness completely. And that triggered Elma's panic.

She shouted, “Doctor! Where is the doctor?!”

Before running to the hospital with Arthur in her arms, she turned to me. Her eyes were full of killing intent.

“Jayden! There’s something I wanted to tell you five years ago,” she said, eyes red with fury. “Before I made you sign the divorce papers, when I told you your brother was still alive... I lied.”

She turned and added coldly, “Your brother was already dead before you signed. The papers were just an excuse to make you leave Centrapolis.”

Thunder crashed in the sky. Lightning split the clouds. I seemed to hear my brother’s faint voice calling me.

I saw again the big truck rushing toward us. My brother Jake used all his strength to push me away. He fell straight under the truck.

He looked at me with gentle eyes, reaching out his hand.

“Jake, this hurts,” I crawled to him and held him tight, breaking down in tears. He smiled faintly and said, “But protecting my brother… is worth it.”

From that day on, I lost the only family I had in this world.

Jake fell into an endless sleep, separated from me by the thick hospital door.

At that time, Elma dragged me away from the door and pushed me to the ground. She pointed inside at the sleeping Jake and shouted,

“Jayden, do you know why your brother was there? Because he saw the scandal photos.”

“Jayden, before you hurt me, did you ever think you might hurt the only person who truly loved you?”

“Jayden, sign the papers.” Elma pushed me onto the floor.

I felt all my strength leave me. Then, I looked at the agreement on the ground.

Elma said coldly, “If you sign, I’ll make sure your brother lives. If you promise to leave Centrapolis forever, I’ll take care of him.”

But later—Just after I got on the plane, I received a video from Arthur.

In the video, my brother was buried without respect, not even a proper tombstone.

Arthur’s voice appeared from the video. “Jayden, this is what you get for messing with me,” he said with full mockery.