The child wasn't his.
This was something Jonah never expected.
Just as Jonah was beginning to recover, this revelation caused a relapse, leading to another round of hospital stays and medication.
His memory became erratic.
Sometimes he could remember things clearly.
Other times, everything was a blur.
Alva handed Jonah a glass of water. "Mr. Baxter, take your time, don't rush."
"I can't believe I forgot Gerry's mom! How could I forget her?" Jonah massaged his temples. "I've let Gerry's mom down, I've let her down..."
He hadn't forgotten anything.
Except for Gerard's mother.
Why was that?
"Mr. Baxter, there's also the diary," Alva suddenly recalled. "The one in your safe. You asked me to remind you about it. If you ever forgot your wife, reading the diary would help you remember."
Jonah hurriedly opened the safe, his hands trembling as he took out the diary.
A thick notebook filled with memories of the past.
Jonah flipped through it, page by page.
Seeing this, Alva quietly left the office, leaving Jonah alone in the spacious room.
Carole was his first love.
That year.
Carole was eighteen.
He was nineteen.
Jonah had never imagined that while Carole was with him, she was also seeing another man.
Why?
Why would she do that to him?
No.
It couldn't be.
Carole was kind-hearted. She couldn't have done such a thing.
It must be a misunderstanding.
It had to be!
Carole was a good girl.
She couldn't have done this.
Even facing phantom limb pain, Jonah had never shed a tear, but now, he couldn't hold back, and the tears started to flow.
He wanted to confront Carole for clarity.
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