Chapter 8 Caspian had gone into shock from extreme rage. The doctors were trying to save him. I floated by the chairs outside the operating room, suddenly feeling like this scene was familiar. Before we were married, Caspian had gotten seriously ill once, undergoing surgery for over ten hours. When he came out that day, he gripped my hand and cried in front of me for the first time. He cried even harder than I did. I didn't understand then and even mocked him for being a coward. Afterward, Caspian told me seriously. "I was afraid I wouldn't make it out. What would happen to you with no one to protect, care for, and love you?" Back then, Caspian's heart and eyes were full of me. Even when his own life hung in the balance, he was thinking of me. watched the lights in the operating room dim, and the last trace of obsession in my heart finally disappeared completely. t was enough. knew that Caspian had truly loved me once. That was enough. was the one who'd been trapped in memories for seven years, deceiving myself with past love. hat wasn't love-it was obsession. he moment this thought formed, I realized my soul was slowly becoming transparent. supposed I was about to leave this world completely. Caspian came out and remained unconscious for another night before opening his eyes. When he woke, he instinctively looked around, only to find himself completely alone. le could only press the nurse call button himself. His health wasn't good. The doctor warned him to reduce his psychiatric medication. floated above, somewhat surprised. When had Caspian started taking psychiatric medication? I didn't know. After the doctors and nurses left, Caspian opened my phone. I drifted over to watch him scroll through page after page of messages I'd sent that went unanswered. I'd always thought he was deliberately ignoring me. I never imagined Rosalind had been deleting them on purpose. A tear fell on the screen. His trembling hands tried to wipe it away. edictable) But the more he wiped, the more tears fell, until the entire screen was covered in his tears. Only then did he stop. "I'm sorry, Ophelia." "I miss you so much. Ophelia." He covered his face and wept, his broken, trembling voice escaping through his fingers: "I've always loved you, but I've always been hurting you." "I thought-I thought we had time. That we could slowly reconcile." "The first two years after we fell out, I wanted to hate you, to get revenge, to make you suffer." "But I found I couldn't hate you." "I could only hurt you this way to satisfy my guilt toward my family." "But I forgot-you were a victim too." "We were both victims. We were both innocent. Why, why did I blame everything on you and hurt you?" You tried so many times to talk things through with me. What did I do?" You told me everything. Why didn't I see it?" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ophelia." Watching him cry, I instinctively reached out to wipe away his tears. ut my hand passed right through him. 'd almost forgotten. was already dead. ven now that the truth had come to light, what difference did it make? fter a long while, Caspian picked up his own phone and made a call: Arrest Rosalind." And contact Orion. I want to see him." fter doing all this, Caspian finally stopped crying, his face resolute as he murmured: Wait for me." Ophelia, wait for me, okay?" No. But he couldn't hear me. Caspian didn't follow the doctor's orders to stay hospitalized. That very night, he drove himself out of the hospital, He came to a basement. Rosalind was tied up on the ground, unable to move. The slap mark on her face was still bright red, but her eyes no longer held arrogant favor-only fear and despair: "Caspian, don't do this." "We've been together for seven years! You can't treat me like this for Ophelia-she's dead! Dead!" "From now on, only I'll be with you! How can you treat me this way?" "You were so good to me-you love me, right?" "You-" Without a word, Caspian pulled out the receipts for purchasing the island and properties: You're NOTHING." (0)