If Love is Forgotten

Three years ago, Darren was retaliated against by his enemies and his body was never found.

At the last moment, I turned the tide and finally saved his life's work.

Today, three years later, Darren has come back to life.

The doctor said he had lost his memory. His memory remained at the time of his college graduation, before he fell in love with me.

At that time, his first love, Vivie, was his everything. And I was just an enemy he despised.

When Darren came back, he forced me to return the company to him and then married Vivie.

Feeling heartbroken, I left in despair.

Before leaving, I asked him, "If one day you remember everything, will you regret it?"

He said, "I will only be grateful that the heavens gave me a second chance with her."

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When I saw Darren again, I thought I was imagining things.

From the very first day he disappeared, I often saw him in a hazy state of consciousness.

An hour ago, someone told me they had seen a man at the hospital who looked a lot like Darren.

I thought it was just another scam.

Almost the whole city knew I was looking for him and people claiming to have seen Darren kept appearing. But none of them were real.

“Darren?”

I called his name in disbelief, only to see him slowly turn his head and frown at me.

I hadn't seen him in three years. But just from that side profile, I could recognize him instantly.

The moment I saw him clearly, my body froze in place, as if all my functions had shut down and all I could see was him.

Such a familiar face was the one I had loved for three years and the one I had lost for three years.

This time, Darren was really back.

He still frowned, his lips parted as if he wanted to say something.

Then, he extended his hand.

My breath caught and I stood there, waiting. But the next moment, it felt like I had been thrown into an icy pit.

A delicate, fair hand rested on his.

“Darren.”

The voice was sweet and the person looked even more delicate and charming.

I was also familiar with her. She was Darren’s first love, Vivie.

Their natural and intimate actions froze me in place and for a moment, my mind went blank. I couldn’t think of anything.

All these three years Darren had been gone, it turned out he had been with Vivie. What did that make me?

The sight of them standing together was beautiful yet painful, especially the expression on Darren’s face as he looked at me. It was a look I had seen many years ago.

Disgust and disdain.

At that moment, I held back my tears when I first saw him and I didn’t cry when I saw him with Vivie.

But that gaze hurt too much. It reminded me of all the times he had opposed me.

In an instant, my heart felt like it had been brutally crushed and I couldn’t hold back my tears.

It was at this moment that Darren’s friends arrived.

When they saw Darren and Vivie together, their faces all changed. Then, almost in unison, they turned to look at me.

"Cindy, what's going on with Darren?"

Everyone could tell something was wrong. Darren and Vivie hadn’t been in touch for almost six years, so there was no reason for them to be this close now.

"I don’t know," I shook my head, feeling lost. I really didn’t know anything.

A group of them stood in the hospital lobby and it didn’t take long before Darren noticed the situation.

He furrowed his brows and finally walked over to this side.

I held my breath, almost moved to tears, but then I heard him say, "Ned, Juan, how come you're with her?"

He looked extremely displeased and his gaze towards me was filled with intense disdain. "Cindy, what trick are you trying to play again?"

Darren grabbed my hand forcefully, the pressure so intense that it felt like he was trying to crush me.

The surrounding air was almost silent. No one knew what had happened.

They only knew that Darren had once loved me deeply.

Not to mention touching me, even his tone would be gentle, so light that it couldn't be lighter.

The usually cold and domineering CEO, Darren, was like a loyal puppy when he was with me, a well-known "lover slave" in his social circle.

But now, he seemed to despise me so much.

"Darren." Vivie suddenly walked up to him, gently pulling his hand away and even stroked his head.

"You don't need to be so harsh, you'll scare people."

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Darren almost seemed to shed all the hostility from his demeanor.

He didn’t speak anymore, but his guard was still up, unchanged.

I stubbornly held back my tears, watching them walk away.

It wasn’t until Vivie led him into a consultation room that I couldn’t hold back anymore and burst into tears.

"How did he become like this?"

Juan and Ned smoked one cigarette after another, their gazes avoiding mine.

They both knew that the past few years, when Darren was gone, it had been the hardest for me.

I had once boldly declared in front of them that if Darren didn’t die, I would drag him to the fighting room and beat him half to death.

When the moment finally arrived, I was overjoyed, wanting nothing more than to rush up and hug him tightly.

But by his side, there was someone else.

We stood in the corner for a long time, until Darren and Vivie walked out hand in hand and only then did we make a move.

Juan stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into the trash can, pulling me toward the consultation room.

“Let’s go, let’s figure out what’s going on.”