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Chapter 1
I’d been dating Quinten Watson for ten years, and 1 got his favorite flower, the gardenia, tattooed on my collarbone.
He finally agreed to marry me, but he’d been keeping an 18–year–old girl behind my back
Before the wedding, he let her have her countdown to breaking up
He took her skydiving, skiing, and to Novervale to see the polar lights
What he didn’t know is that 1 was about to die,
I booked a flight abroad, donated all his money, and got the tattoo removed.
While he was counting down the days to our wedding, I was planning my departure.
The day I was diagnosed with stomach cancer, the girl Quinten was keeping outside approached me.
“I know I’m the other woman,” she started off with a terrifying si
sincerity.
She bit her lip, adding, “Kierra, I know you’re getting married soon,
but
“Quinten doesn’t love you anymore.
“I’ve been with him for a year. We’ve slept together seventy–eight times, fifty–diree at hotels, twenty–one at my place. And four times at your house, in your bed ”
She looked at me straight. “If Quinten still loved you, he wouldn’t have slept with me.
I found it amusing.
So I lit a cigarette, loolding at her through the smoke, “What else? Go on.”
Then she pulled out her phone and showed me a video:
Judging from the angle, it was secretly filmed.
In the video, she was crying in Quinten’s arms, “Even if you have to marry her for responsibility, can you not leave me?”
Quinten pushed her away, threw a bank card at her. ‘Tind a reliable man. Deting me isn’t a good thing. It’s too dangerous.”
“No!!
She put her arms around his waist, saying in a coquettish tone, “I’m not afraid of danger.
u not leave me?
“Can you
“Quinten, I won’t be a burden to you; I absolutely won’t.”
Quinten
paused; his gaze swept over her face.
After staring at her for a few seconds, he kissed her
I put out my cigarette
The girl just turned eighteen, looking pure and exuberant.
The moment I saw her, I realized how much she looked like me.
The eighteen–year–old me.
“You’re right about one thing– Quinten still loved me, he wouldn’t have slept with you.”
Istood up, my stomach ached a bit.
I leaned on the table, pretending to be okay.
“But I advise
you not to fall for him. Quinten never loved you, or me
“He only loves the Kierra in his memories.”
That pure, beautiful Kierra who died long ago on the way to help him rise
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“In a few years, he’ll meet a new substitute, and you’ll end up worse than me.”
Actually, I lied to her.
I was dying, how could she ended up worse than me?
At most, she’d just be discarded by Quinten when he grew w tired of her.
1 was with Quinten since I was rightern.
1 grew up without parents, and my grandmother who raised me passed away when I was fifteen.
That was when Quinten showed up in my life.
He was in hot pursuit of me, spending money on me like crazy just to give me the best in the world.
Because of his good looks and the sense of security lie gave me, I quickly fell for him.
On my nineteenth birthday, he coaxed me into having sex with him
That night, from pain to indulgence, I became one with him.
The next day, Quinten took me to meet his friends.
I had never been in such a situation, timidly holding onto Quinten’s clothes, quietly following his lead. His friends looked at
“Quinten, why did you get a little girl?
“She’s too well behaved, she’ll hold you back!
I didn’t know what they meant by “hold back” back then.
I just couldn’t help but quietly retort, “No, I won’t.
“I won’t be a burden to Quinten.”
Definitely not
But later, as I gradually got involved in Quinten’s life, I understood the life he was living
It was like walking on eggshells
To not hold Quinten back, to be able to stand by his side, I had to force myself to fit into that environment.
In ten years,
I cut my hair short, dyed it, smoked, pot tattoos..
Iven got countless scars on my body.
Because I was tough enough, I accompanied Quinten to become the second–in–command in Bleakshine’s underworld.
But Quinten didn’t seem happy.
Countless nights, he held me in his arms, his fingers brushed over the scars on my body, then leaned in and kissed them.
“Kierra.”
sighed. “I still like the you from back then.”
He buried his face in my chest and sighed,
And I always pushed hlin away after a daze, lit a cigarette, and laughed, cursing, “Quinton, you’re such an ungrateful bastard.”
with teasing eyes
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Chapter 2
When Ch
Quinten returned home, it was already dawn.
I lay in bed, actually not asleep.
Just opened my eyes and stared into the darkness.
Until she was pulled into Quinten’s arms.
“Haven’t you slept yet?
He bent down to kiss me but missed.
He hesitated for a moment, then he hugged me while suppressing his anger and said, “Who bothered you? Shall I go and bear him up for you, okay?”
The room was so dark that in
couldn’t see his face
But I could smell the scent of gardens on him.
“Let’s break up.”
Quinten froze for a moment, then let go and lay down to the side, asking, “What’s wrong again?”
He impatiently pressed his forehead, “She’s not a little girl anymore, why is she being so dramatic?”
“What’s the point of splitting up?” he chuckled “Kierra, you’re not young anymore. Who would marry a wife who smokes, drinks, has tattoos, and is even more nathless than a man in handling things?
My chest ached.
1 pressed hard on my chest, but I couldn’t suppress the intense pain.
Lup with
Last year, I had stitches on my arm. I was allergic to anesthesia, but I endured the pain without making a sound, even when they stitched me up
twelve needles.
Quinten’s heartfelt words, fueled by alcohol, caused me to well up with tears
“Quinten,” Tcouldn’t help but ask him, “if 1 had a terminal Illness, would you…‘
“Kierra,” he interrupted me, a hint of impatience between his eyebrows, “stop asking such boring questions.”
“If you were really terminally ill, would I accompany you in committing suicide?!
He pressed his forehead and said, “I’m busy with the wedding and business lately, Ldon’t have the energy to coax you, don’t act up.” As he spoke, his phone suddenly rang
Quinten bung up in annoyance.
However, the other party called back again.
After several attempts, Quinten got out of bed with his phone in hand and said, “Speak”
The girl’s crying sound came through the receiver, not very distinct.
Quinten cursed, “Darin, it’s really troublesome.”
Despite saying it was troublesome, be hurriedly left the house,
“There was a problem with the business, I went to deal with it,”
“You slept early, you don’t have to wait for me.”
My wedding with Quinten is scheduled for the third of next month.
The wedding was simple. I didn’t tell Quinten about
шу
Winess.
In the late stage, it was basically incurable.
I never told Quinten that I would never marry him
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Taccepted everything about Quinten.
I could not accept betrayal.
Thinking about him embracing other women, kissing their brows and eyes, searching for the shadow of my youth on their bodies, made my
Disgusted to the extreme.
1 followed Quinten when I was eighteen, and it has been a whole decade since then.
Now, the doctor says I only have half a year to live.
By this calculation, I wasted nearly half of my life on him.
ust a few days left.
Just
I just wanted to be Kierra.
y stomach
I booked a flight to go abroad and wanted to take the opportunity while I still had the energy to go and see this world that I love but have never visited
before
And the plane ticket was also booked for the third of next month.
In the early morning, I crossed out a day on the calendar.
Ten days remained until going abroad.
The sound of a door opening came from behind.
Quinten walked in, covered in snow, and took off his coat before coming over to hug me
He still didn’t like my short hair.
As my gaze fell on the calendar, Quinten looked at the heavily circled date of the third of next month, smiled, and gently pinched my face, “Can’t wait to
huh?”
marry me,
He counted, “There are still ten days.”
He buried his face In my neck and said, “These days, I will find time to accompany you to dye your hair back to black and get hair extensions, okay?”
“The wedding must have been beautiful.”
“No need
I looked at the calendar expressionlessly, “There are only a few days left.”
“Short hair was also good.”
winten remained silent for a while. “Hmmm,” he said. He let go of his hand and picked up his coat draped over the chair. “There are a lot of things to take care of for the wedding. The venue for the third brother’s side was just ruined yesterday. I’m busy lately, so I won’t come back for now.”
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Quinten stared at me while speaking
It seemed like waiting for me to give in.
When I agreed, would you accompany me to dye my hair and grow it long again?
But I just looked back at him indifferently.
“Anyway, there were only ten days left.”
Quinten remained silent and turned to step into the darkness of the night
Never looked back again
Seven days before the wedding,
I went to a tattoo shop in the outskirts of the city.
The boss’s wife was in her thirties, will maintained, but with a world–wary look in her eyes.
She looked at me and asked, “What are you thinking about?”
I rolled up my sleeves and pointed at the QK on my wrist bone, wwwaling the gardenia below my collarbone.
“Washed it all away.”
The boss’s wife took a glance and said, “It would be painful to wash it off, and it would love a scar”
I smiled and said, “I’m not afraid.”
What I am least afraid of now is pain.
As for the scarring-
I have so many scars all over my body, these two don’t make a difference
Moreover, who knows, in another half a year, this body might turn into a pile of ashes
The boss’s wife chatted with me, “Did you breakup?
Hlaughed, “Hmm, it’s coming soon.”
“There were seven days left.”
The boss’s wife clicked her tongue and send
ceremonious, even breaking up has a countdown?”
Maybe it was because the shop was too quiet, or perhaps it was because I got along well with the boss lady, I don’t know why, but the moment I saw her, felt like we were kindred spirits.
I started talking to her about the past. Back then, when Quinten was pursuing me, I gave him a deadline
Three hundred days.
If he could per
I persevere, I would go with him.
So, Quinten appeared in front of me every morning, counting the days.
Countdown one hundred and seventy–nine days.”
*Kierra, in ninety–six days, you will be my girlfriend.”
“There was only one day left, iny potential girlfriend.
The boy y who persevered through wind and rain for three hundred days to win me over.
fat in the following decade
Gradually grew tired
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Thad a great conversation with the boss lady. While getting my tattoo removed, I mentioned to her the meanings behind those two spots,
The QK tattoo on my wrist bone was inked when Quinten and I were together for a year.
At that time, I was kidnapped by his enemies and used as a threat against him. Quinten went alone to the appointment to save me.
Knowing it was a deadly situation, he went without any hesitation.
That time, he was almost killed by someone.
When he was discharged from the hospital, I went to a tattoo shop and got his initials tattooed on my wrist bone.
At that time, I naively thought
I had decided on Quinten for this lifetime.
But that evening, when I presented my still reddened wrist to Quinten like a precious treasure, he froze.
I was not moved as I had imagined.
He frowned and first asked me why, then asked if I was in pain.
Finally, be bugged me and said, “Don’t do it again in the future, I don’t like it.”
“I didn’t like it when you hurt yourself.”
“You were fine just the way you were, no need to change. I really liked how neat and flawless you were, Kierra At that time, I was young and only
thought he cared for me.
But little did they know, Quinten had actually spoken his mind.
And the gardenia on his chest was tattooed when Quinten swore that be would marry me when he turned twenty–eight. Quinten loved gardenias the most, loving their pure white flawlessness.
501 tattooed it on my
chest
Waiting for Quinten to marry me.
Now, Quinten finally set a wedding date for me when I was
is twenty–eight years old, and he is planning the wedding that will take place in seven days,
1, however, was planning bow to leave him
Although this body is already in a state of ruin, I still do not want to leave with any marks related to him.
I pointed below the other collarbone and told the boss lady.
“1 tattooed a trumpet–creeper over here ”
Quinten loved gardenias.
And I preferred trumpet–creeper,
He wanted me to be pure and flawless.
But in the remaining days of my life, I insisted on being a trumpet–creeper that was proud above the high walls.
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