Love You Can’t Say

The way Marcus Thomson said it was believable, and the anxiety in his tone was vivid.

Holding the phone, I stood on the balcony feeling irritable. The wind was blowing, and I said calmly, “If he doesn’t give a damn about himself, let him drink to death!”

“Clara…”

“Clara George, are you out of your freaking mind? You are such a terrible wife!” Dennis grabbed Marcus’s phone and yelled in a rude drunk voice.

“Says the terrible husband! Dennis George, you are a mad man now acting like a freaking three-year-old!” I had no idea Marcus had put me on speaker, so Dennis took offense immediately after hearing what I had said.

Marcus got nervous and said “My dear bother…” to Dennis in a teasing way.

But Dennis might have just given him an angry stare as a reply, so the other side of the phone went silent for a couple of minutes.

I was not in the mood to battle with him over this at all. I went ahead and spoke easily, “Dennis, don’t call me anymore if you just want to start fights!”

Before he could reply, I hung up right away.

I turned off my phone afterward.

That night, I didn’t sleep well. I had nightmares all night and finally fell asleep in a fuzz at dawn. And then Jackie Wells called.

Hearing my voice a little hoarse and tired, she couldn’t help but say, “Ms. Clara, did you have a good night’s sleep?”

I hummed and said, “Send me the address, and I’ll be there shortly!”

My head hurt so bad. I got up and sat at the bedside for a while before I could regain my senses.

Listening to my voice, Jackie Wells paused and said, “Hey, how about I come to pick you up later. This way you could sleep in for a little longer. I’ll come over later and bring you some breakfast, too.”

I opened my mouth and was about to refuse, but she said, “Remember to open the door for me later. I’ll hang up now, see you soon!”

Then Jackie directly hung up the phone.

I felt a bit fuzzy. I took a look at my phone. There had been any messages or calls after the one made with Dennis.

I wasn’t able to fall back asleep. When Jackie came, I had to take some painkillers as my headache got unbearable.

She brought me breakfast. Looking at the dark circles under my eyes, she said, “Would you like to take the day off and get some more proper rest?”

I shook my head, “The banquet at the Kennedy family is about to start on Monday. Leo has rearranged my gown fitting – I stood him up a few times. After I finish handling the stuff here, I will have to make this one!”

Jackie pondered for a few seconds, then said something almost unbelievable, “I am afraid things won’t go as smoothly as expected!”

Saying so, she looked at me and continued, “Eat breakfast first!”

I nodded, but my head was still aching – I felt uncomfortable.

When getting out of the YT Apartment, I felt a little unwell. It was the feeling of low pressure that made my heart uncomfortable. In addition, my head hurt, so I felt irritable.

Seeing Jackie driving towards the suburbs, I couldn’t help but ask in surprise, “What are we going in the suburbs for?”

She pursed her lips and said, “I’m taking you to meet the person you’ve been wanting to see!”

The person I had been wanting to see?

I went over a lot of people quickly in my mind but failed to figure out who it could be.

So I asked Jackie directly, “Who is it?”

Jackie didn’t give me an answer. Over half an hour later, she pulled over at the cemetery’s parking lot.From NôvelDrama.Org.

I had been to this cemetery many times, both my grandmother and Grandpa George were buried here, so I was very familiar with it.

Jackie got out of the car, bought a bunch of chrysanthemums at the entrance of the cemetery, and handed them to me, “Take this, honey.”

Then she dragged me into the cemetery.

My head was throbbing. I wasn’t sure why Jackie brought me here, so I asked, “Is it your friend or a relative in the family? We came here to worship before. Where will we go later?”

She walked in front of me and said in a low voice, “I’ll probably visit Mr. Collins and the others in a while, but they would probably come here today, too.”

“What are we doing here?” She led me to walk around for a while before stopping in front of a tombstone in the back row.

I was surprised for a while. When I laid my eyes on one of the tombstones, I was stunned. I felt like I was stroked by a rumbling sound in my brain, and the flowers in my hand fell to the ground.

I stared, in disbelief, at the black and white photo on the tombstone and the words on the epitaph.

I turned to look at Jackie, suppressing the pain and shock in my heart, my voice trembled, “Is this some sort of prank?”

She pursed her lips and said almost ruthlessly, “Does it look like a prank?”

I looked at the tombstone again, and at the black and white photo on it as well – That was the person I had been most familiar with and closest to!

My eyes finally fell on the time of the burial. I could see that it was September 28th – It was when I had an accident, how could she…

I shook my head, still unwilling to accept that it had happened. I looked at Jackie, feeling a little angry, “I don’t understand why you’d treat me this way. I don’t think I’ve ever done you wrong. Don’t you think you have gone too far with this?”

Jackie frowned, but she still seemed calm, “Diana died in childbirth. I also found out recently that she was brought to the capital on the night of your accident. After she was drugged, she was placed in Luis Collins’s house as the trick to get you out of the villa so they could go ahead and kidnap you. This was why Diana later found out that she was the one who caused your miscarriage. And because of this, she got so emotional that she gave birth to the baby when it was only seven months old in her. After giving birth, she bled heavily…”

I collapsed on the ground, looking at the photo on the tombstone. My eyes hurt so bad, and my heart seemed to have been stabbed by a sharp dagger.

So, Alex had been avoiding me. He was in Newton Town the whole time, but he just wasn’t willing to see me. For such a long time, I had been assuming that Diana wasn’t well recovered from giving birth to a child and had to go to Country M to seek a cure.

All of this was just because Diana was gone. But why – Why did Alex choose not to tell me?

Jackie walked over to me and reached out to pick me up. I shook my head, unable to shed a single tear.

Over and over in my head, I kept thinking about the last time Diana and I parted.

It felt ridiculous. I never thought that the first time when Hank had taken me out for a walk and I had met Diana and Alex would turn out to be the last time we met.

I originally had thought that as long as I took good care of my body and got through those days alone, I would be able to take the sunshine and be with them as before.

But I would never have thought that it was the last time.

“Clara!” There appeared a man’s low and confused voice from behind.

I turned my head to look back, but my eyes hurt so bad that I could barely see. In the dim light, I could figure that it was two people coming.

Luis and Alex!

Without the kid!

How long had it been since we last met? It didn’t seem so long, but it somehow seemed to have been such a long time.

“Why you guys didn’t tell me?” I spoke. But my throat was so sore, and I had a hard time catching my breath.

Alex walked up to me and picked me up. He lowered his hoarse voice and said, “She said she hoped you could take good care of your health and recovery first before hearing about this.”