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Roderick nodded. Although his tone was cold, his reply was polite.
Owen supported Mrs. Miller, glancing at the two as he passed,
then put his focus back on Mrs. Miller.
Madeleine let out a long sigh and looked down to find
Roderick’s arm was still around her waist.
He seems to be getting addicted to holding me.
Feeling Roderick’s warmth, Madeleine couldn’t help but
remember the scene of them sleeping together last night.
And that kiss…
Madeleine couldn’t help but shiver, quickly breaking free from Roderick’s hand and taking half a step back.
Roderick glanced at his empty right hand, said nothing, and
casually slipped it into his pocket.
“Just now, Mrs. Miller hadn’t even said anything, and you already believed me?”
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Madeleine tried hard to distract herself.
Stupid brain, forget what happened last night!
Roderick gave a calm “mm“.
“Why did you believe me?”
“You’re my wife, why wouldn’t I believe you?”
Roderick’s answer was so natural it made Madeleine’s question
seem a bit stupid.
Seeing her complicated expression, Roderick said in a low
voice, “Before you lost your memory, you did some outrageous
things, but you never went so far as to hurt others.”
After saying this, Roderick paused, refuting his own words in his
mind.
You didn’t hurt others, because the only one you ever hurt was
me…
Look at what you did to my heart.
“Not to mention you’ve forgotten that part of your memory now.
You have no grudge against Mrs. Miller, so why would you hurt
her for no reason? Are you that bored?”
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Madeleine thought this analysis made a lot of sense.
She asked again, “I didn’t hurt other people before?”
“No physical harm. The wounds were all emotional.”
Roderick’s tone became a few shades deeper.
He was probably recalling those bad memories, and the light in
his eyes dimmed.
During that time, Madeleine acted so unreasonably, breaking
the hearts of everyone around her.
But she wasn’t some horrible person. She didn’t like being
around Kevin, but the most she ever did was lock him out of a
room. She never laid a hand on him.
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Even with Mathew and Kirsten, her demands were difficult and
harsh, but she wouldn’t really do anything if they didn’t do
things her way.
Everything she did was because of her obsession with getting
closer to Edward.
As Madeleine listened, a few familiar feelings flickered in her
mind, but when she tried to grasp them, they slipped away.
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Her head started to hurt.
Madeleine swayed, unsteady on her feet, and reached out to
grab Roderick.
“Ricki.”
She hesitated, then asked the same question she had asked her
mother today:
“In the past few years, have you ever felt like my soul… was
replaced by someone else’s?”
Roderick frowned, confused at first, then he realized what she
was asking.
He raised his hands and held both of Madeleine’s arms,
bending slightly to meet her gaze.
Then, he said slowly and deliberately:
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No, you are you. You are Madeleine. That hasn’t changed.”
Madeleine was on the verge of tears, her voice trembling. “But
why did I become like that?
Ricki, you’ve known me for so many years. You should know I’m
not that cold–hearted, not that stubborn.”
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As she finished speaking, the tears she’d been holding back
finally fell.
His heart aching, Roderick held his breath and raised his hand,
gently wiping her tears away with his fingertips.
“I know. Of course, I know.”
His tone softened.
“That’s why for the past eight years, I’ve hoped every day that
you would…”
Roderick choked up.
What he wanted to say was that he’d hoped every day you
would turn around and see me.
But the words that came out were: “I’ve hoped every day that
you would go back to the way you were.”
Madeleine couldn’t stop crying.
So… had she really lost her memory?
There was no so–called soul transmigration or soul possession.
She had really just lost eight years of her memories…
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“Ricki!”
Madeleine sobbed, her shoulders hitching, just like Kevin when
he cried.
“Take me to the hospital, quickly.”
Roderick’s eyes sharpened. “Where are you feeling unwell?”
“No, I want to get my brain checked again, to see how I lost my
memory.”
After saying that, Madeleine’s face paled, and she shook her
head like a rattle drum. “No, no, better not get it checked. What
if they find the cause and my memory comes back?”
What she feared most right now was turning back into the
Madeleine they all described, the one everyone disliked.
“Don’t overthink it.”
Roderick watched her tears still welling up, sighed, and
continued to wipe them away for her.
“It’s good like this.”
It would be best if things just stayed this way.
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No accidents, no changes. Madeleine was still the 18–year–old
Madeleine. That was good.
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