I sat up from the sofa and replied, “Darren, this is also my house.”
He furrowed his brows, walking in step by step, his eyes scanning the apartment.
Everything in here was paired up, clearly showing signs of the life we had shared together.
Even the big wall in the living room was adorned with all the photos of our trips.
All the evidence of our love was displayed in front of him and I didn’t need to explain anything
“Move out,” he said.
I took a sharp breath, my voice trembling as I asked him, “What’s the reason?”
Darren’s lips twitched slightly, looking a bit pained.
I struggled to force a smile, “Darren, you’ve just forgotten. You do love me. Please, don’t make me hate you, okay?”
Darren seemed confused, as if he was deep in thought.
But my casual words weren’t enough to change the expression on his face.
Instead, it reminded him that his company was still in my hands. That was why he had come back to find me tonight.
“Yes, you reminded me,” he said, pulling a document from the briefcase he was carrying. “I hope you can return my company to me. And also...”
He took out another item, with a red cover embossed with golden lily of the valley flowers and the large double happiness character almost drew my gaze.
“They say I had a relationship with you, but I forgot. Now I’m getting married and I hope you can come to our wedding.”
