You Are My Mr Right

“Did you hear everything?” Sivin sighed softly, looking at Eric, who seemed to have completely disregarded his image. “At his age, he’s embarrassing himself in front of his junior.”

Freya remained silent, not offering any opinion.

If it wasn’t for reading Joan Nash’s letter, she wouldn’t have appeared here at all.

“What you said, I agreed to it.” She said.

Sivin was taken aback, Freya’s change was too sudden. It happened so fast that he hadn’t even had time to react.

“What… what did you say?” Sivin couldn’t believe it.

“I said, I performed the surgery…”

“You don’t have to take the blame for me. It was my selfishness that harmed her. She died, and I don’t want to live anymore. You don’t need to sacrifice yourself to protect me…” Eric staggered to his feet, trying to pick up Joan Nash. It was at this moment that Freya spoke up, “Actually, she remembered everything from the past…”

Eric’s body went stiff, and it took a while for him to turn around stiffly. “What… what did you say?”

Sivin also looked at Freya in surprise. “How do you know?”

“She wrote me a letter, but she didn’t know where I lived, so she had it delivered to the hospital. I just read it…”

“What did she say in the letter?”

Suddenly, Eric lunged at Freya, grabbing her shoulders. “Tell me, tell me quickly, what did she say?”

“She wanted me to keep the contents of the letter confidential, so I can’t tell you.”

“Where is the letter?” Eric refused to give up. “Since you can’t tell me, then give me the letter, quickly.”

“I can’t give you the letter either.” Freya’s expression and tone were both flat, without any emotional ups and downs. She removed Eric’s hands from her shoulders and silently walked away.

Eric wanted to pursue further, but Sivin stopped him.

“I know Freya. She doesn’t want to say, and you won’t be able to get it out of her. Besides, Joan Nash asked her to keep the secret, so she won’t say it either. Don’t make it difficult for her anymore. Just now, didn’t she say that Joan Nash would be saddened if you died? I think it must have been something Joan Nash said to her. So, you have to live well for her sake. Otherwise, she won’t rest in peace. Live well for her.”

Eric’s gaze shifted to Sivin as he asked, “If I die, would she be saddened?”

“Yeah, you’ve lived together for over a decade. Even if she remembers the past, she must have developed some feelings during those years with you.” Sivin tried to console him.

Eric repeated the same sentence obsessively, “She would be saddened if I died…”

“Yeah, so you have to live well.” Sivin said.

…

After Freya left, she had been sitting on a bench in the hospital garden for quite a while, from dawn till dusk. The streetlights turned on. Her figure was elongated by the light of the streetlamp. Suddenly, she was enveloped by a shadow. She slowly lifted her head and saw a familiar face.

She croaked, “Elijah, I’m sorry…”

Elijah remained calm as water, “It’s not your fault, is it?”

Freya opened her mouth, but her voice was hoarse, “I, I…”

“Get up, let’s go home,” he whispered.

Freya had been sitting for too long, her legs had gone numb, and when she tried to stand up, she fell back down. Elijah lifted her up from the waist. Freya buried her face in his chest. Crystal tears rolled down from the corner of her eyes, one by one. During the journey back home, neither of them spoke.

Freya couldn’t control her emotions, tears would always well up in her eyes, but she didn’t dare cry out loud. She bit her lip hard, curling up in the blanket, enduring it. Elijah held her from behind the blanket. Her throat was hoarse from crying, her nose blocked, her eyes swollen and sore. Maybe she was too tired, she fell into a light sleep, but whenever there was a slight sound of the door closing, she would wake up. She opened her eyes and saw Elijah walking out. She got off the bed, wearing the clothes she had worn during the day, all wrinkled. She was barefoot, she opened the door and saw Evan and Xander in the living room. Elijah walked into the study, and they followed him in.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

She walked over. The study door had a thin crack of light, she cautiously approached and then heard Evan speaking.