Faded love 26

Chapter 26 

Sunlight fell through glass onto the floor. 

At last, the noise was over. 

He sat in a wheelchair, face composed. 

“Will you still hate me?” he asked. 

“Yes,” I said. 

“Good.” He smiled. 

“At least I still live in your heart.” 

My throat tightened. 

“Where will you go?” 

“Back to the sea,” he said. 

“That’s where my grave is.” 

He didn’t say “the child,” 

but I knew who he meant. 

A nurse pushed him away. 

Sunlight slowly swallowed his back. 

I closed my eyes. 

Tears slipped down. 

“The mad lived, 

and the rational finally died.” 

That night, the news ran his statement: 

“Z Group will be chaired by Wendy. 

I’m resigning from all positions and going abroad for treatment. 

Wendy is my only truth.” 

Watching the screen, 

a slow ache opened in my chest. 

He had finished repaying my madness. 

And I- 

could finally live as myself. 

I did not see the moment he went into the sea. 

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The wind was too strong; the surf was too white. 

Mist devoured sea and sky. 

When the doctors declared resuscitation failed, 

I simply sat on the beach. 

I even forgot how to cry. 

Yuanzi knelt beside me, voice shaking. 

“He… is he really gone?” 

I watched the gray-white sea and shook my head lightly. 

“Men like him don’t die that easily.” 

She stared. 

I said nothing more. 

The wind tangled my hair; 

my fingertips were cold and very still. 

The sea seemed to swallow everything- 

and take nothing with it. 

A few days later, the hospital’s death report was delivered to me. 

Only then did it land for real: 

True or false, 

I had to go on living. 

Yuanzi handled my discharge. 

“Are you sure you won’t identify the body? 

Police said… 

they found a shape.” 

“Don’t.” 

I cut her off. 

“The sea will keep him for me.” 

She didn’t press me. 

She only took my hand. 

“What now?” 

“What now?” 

I looked out the window. 

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Z Group’s tower burned its lights layer by layer in the distance. 

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“I 

go 

back.” 

Z Group. 

The day I walked into that building again, 

everyone stared. 

Some whispered. 

Some looked away. 

Some smiled with curious malice. 

In a black suit, 

I stepped into the boardroom. 

The air was iron-cold. 

Sybil was there. 

The board had suspended her, 

but she still held her chin high. 

“Mrs. Gu,” she sneered, 

“back from the dead, are we?” 

I smiled. 

“You’re right. 

Only after dying once 

does one learn how to live.” 

Silence blanketed the room. 

I set a folder on the table. 

“Starting today, 

internal restructuring begins. 

Sybil, you’re suspended. 

Your future will be decided after an internal review.” 

Her face blanched. 

“By what right?” 

I turned. 

“By the transfer he signed.” 

She stared. 

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lifted the document; the light flashed across it. 

“The current controlling party of Z Group,” 

I said, 

“is me.” 

The room went dead quiet. 

In that moment, I understood- 

what he left me wasn’t regret. 

It was inheritance. 

That night I returned to the villa alone. 

Wind filled the house. 

The wedding portrait was gone from the wall, 

a pale rectangle left behind. 

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