Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 709

I recognized the scar because I was the one who gave i t to him.

"After you were discharged from the hospital that time, I brought you to the house I prepared for you. You were in a terrible state at the time and would often hallucinate. If no one called you, you would sit alone in front of the window, daydreaming all day. I knew you wanted to die, so I sealed all the windows before you moved in. When your illness struck and you couldn't open the windows, you went to search for a knife in the kitchen. Do you know why I was able to show up on time? It's because I installed a surveillance camera in every corner and watched you the whole night without sleeping. When I saw you searching for a knife at midnight, my heart nearly stopped in shock. I tried to snatch the knife from you and you started waving both hands. I did not care if the knife was going to cut me and snatched the knife away from you. The sight of blood brought you back to your senses and you broke down and cried. You caught a high fever overnight and grabbed my hand while apologizing profusely. But how could I possibly blame you? I'll never blame you."

He spoke in an indifferent tone, and his countenance was calm. My chest, however, was in a lot of pain. So

much time had passed that I almost forgot what had happened back then.

He smiled slightly. "Later, you woke up, and I ordered for all the knives and tools to be kept away. I thought that you would stop harming yourself when these items were no longer lying around, but you would still bang your head on the wall. I was still too afraid to sleep at night."

Those days were too hard to get by. One would always choose to forget the most painful memories.

He mentioned it in detail, and my heart ached vaguely yet I could not say a word.

I pulled my hand back and opened my mouth to say thank you. However, it just felt so shallow that I chose to remain silent instead.

He smiled slightly. It was hard to read his emotions, but they contained a hint of viciousness. "You started getting better day by day. I thought you won’t have anymore feelings for Theo and wouldn’t return to his side after how deeply he hurt you. But I was surprised you chose to forgive him in the end."

He said in a self-deprecating manner, and his smile was sarcastic. "Tell me, were my companionship and protection all for naught?"

I had no words to retort, so I pursed my lips speechlessly.

He sneered. "I don’t want to hurt you, Wanda, but the night my parents passed away one after another, do you know how much I struggled at night? I couldn't sleep at all. All I saw when I closed my eyes was my parents before they died. I wished you were by my side at the time. If you could've accompanied me through those difficult nights, I thought it could at least be less painful. But it was all just wishful thinking. You only had eyes for Theo."