The feelings we had nurtured over so many years couldn’t be faked. The love he had for me was sincere, and he truly felt the weight of his mistakes.
“Ives, some things cannot be forced. I can’t tell you where has gone. She has her own aspirations, her own life to live. Perhaps, many years from now, the two of you will cross paths again. But for now, it would be best if you don’t hold on too tightly. Go on home.”
What Johnathan had held back were blessings for me–congratulations for finally stepping onto the path I’d been dreaming of.
Seeing the state of Ivor, he couldn’t voice them out. He knew the young man wouldn’t be able to bear it.
“What do you mean you can’t tell me? Dr. Hensley, please tell me. Please just tell me.”
Then, the doors of the institute closed before Ivor. He clung on tightly, tears of regret streaming down his face.
He saw me for the first time when he was eight, and even at that young age, he wished to marry me.
By 18, he was even more determined than his eight–year–old self.
But at 24, he met the resilient, pitiable Rhianne and began to dislike my temperament.
At 25, he publicly stripped me of my identity at our engagement banquet, at the cost of losing me forever.
Within minutes, Jeffrey arrived at the institute. There, he found the once–proud heir of the Rhett family weeping like a child.
“El, I was wrong. I was so wrong. Can you please come home?”
But there was nothing they could do now. They couldn’t stop the future from unfolding, nor could they rewrite the
past.
From that moment onward, Eleanor Shaw was no longer a part of the Shaw family. At the same time, Ivor Rhett had lost the woman he cherished most.
30 years later, the research institute achieved a monumental breakthrough. I finally resurfaced in the world.
“Dr. Shaw, be careful.”
The person attending to me was a newly recruited researcher. Over the past 30 years, I had survived multiple explosions. I suffered burns to my face, lost my right hand, and could barely see out of my right eye.
If any of my old friends were to show up, they might not even recognize me as the young lady of the Shaw family.
“Dr. Shaw, look here.”
