"Miss Saoirse, you will just hurt yourself more by doing this."
Saoirse lowered her eyes.
Her tears fell from her cheeks onto the sheets.
She still didn't say anything.
Liselle walked out of the room, feeling lost, not knowing what to do.
She leaned her back against the wall.
Her whole body was shaking.
Liselle regretted it so, so much.
If she had known earlier that it would have ended up like this, she wouldn't have drugged that man. If it wasn't because of the drugs, that man wouldn't have married Saoirse.
And Saoirse would probably not be so much in pain as how she was now.
Time passed in the blink of an eye.
Seven years passed quickly.
In the past seven years, Saoirse had never met any other men.
Although she was married, everyone knew that her husband had left, and he would never come back.
A number of people still looked for Erhardt to seek his permission to marry Saoirse.
Erhardt also took fancy to a few of them.
But Saoirse had ended up rejecting all of them.
Her reason was she didn't want to trouble anyone else, as she had been diagnosed with a heart condition.
But Erhardt knew that it was because Saoirse had another man in her heart.
Many were rejected after, and in the end, no one went to ask for Saoirse's hand in marriage anymore.
Over the past seven years, medical technology gradually became more developed.
Saoirse had undergone an operation.
Before the operation, the doctor had made it clear to Saoirse that it came with high risk, and she might die during the operation.
But Saoirse still insisted to see it through.
Fortunately, it turned out successful.
There wouldn't be any more problems with Saoirse's heart in the future.
On that night of the successful operation, Saoirse had a dream.
She saw William in her dream.
The thoughts that had been sealed as she pined away for him were opened once again.
She wanted to see William.
She wanted to see William so badly.
Her longing for him had not faded away with time, but only grown stronger.
During the eighth year, Saoirse finally decided to go search for William.
She'd decided to give herself a chance for an explanation.
Saoirse sat on Matthew's bed, crying.
Selina was there standing by the door.
Saoirse's cries grated on her nerves.
She turned her head away.
She didn't feel any better than Saoirse, but she held herself back from crying.
If she, too, cried like how Saoirse did when Matthew was in such a state, who would be there to take care of the situation?
Selina kept on reminding herself: It was exactly during this dire time that she had to take any ordeal by the horns.
"William," Saoirse suddenly exclaimed.
Selina immediately turned her gaze over.
She saw that Matthew's eyelashes were fluttering rapidly, as if he was trying to open his eyes.
Selina's breathing stopped.
"I'm going to send for the doctor." Selina immediately ran out.
Saoirse sat there, holding her breath as she looked at Matthew.
There were still tears on her cheeks.
Matthew finally opened his eyes.
It was a pair of beautiful blue eyes.
There were tears welling in his eyes, a picture of an endless deep blue ocean.
"Saoirse," Matthew muttered.
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