The two packed up their belongings and stood at the hospital entrance. Bella looked at Edward beside her and felt somewhat unfamiliar. There was a softness in his eyebrows and eyes that she rarely saw. And that smile, she had never seen Edward smile so brightly.
Edward drove up to Bella, and the car window slowly rolled down. "Bella , get in the car," he said. His speech was still as concise as before, but it was completely different from the past.
Bella was stunned for a moment, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat on the right. For a long time, Edward didn't move, and the car was silent. She looked at him in confusion through the rearview mirror, "What's the matter?" Bella asked.
"Why sit in the back? I thought you were getting something." Edward's voice was still so plain.
Bella's heart almost stopped for half a second, unable to say a word. Why sit in the back? She had never thought about this question. From the beginning, she knew that the two of them were just a deal. Every time they traveled together, she would subconsciously sit in the back seat.
And at that time, Edward didn't say anything. Thinking of this, Bella felt a sourness welling up in her heart again. She didn't speak, just shook her head.
"You won't drive if you don't sit in front."
Hearing Edward's voice, Bella finally surrendered, opened the car door, and walked towards the passenger seat. The scorching sun outside shone on Bella's cheeks, making them hot and painful. She quickly fastened her seat belt, and the air conditioning smoothed Bella's restlessness.
Seeing this, Edward turned the car key, and the engine started with a very low sound, but Bella's heart was also shaking with the engine. She was going crazy. This accident was not timely. She was about to escape from the golden cage, and she had finally mustered the courage to pick up the key beside her.
But now, she is sitting next to Edward, going home together. A corner of the marriage certificate in the bag is exposed, the bright and dazzling red seems to remind Bella how absurd all this is.
Edward drove the car steadily, following the navigation on the way home. Neither of them spoke. Edward might have been enjoying the silence between them, while Bella simply didn't know what to say.
What to say? Say that they are not actually husband and wife, and today was going to divorce?
Bella gave a self-mocking smile. She didn't want to fall into the illusion again. Memories will be restored, and when Edward regains his memory, will she have to divorce him again?
Thinking of this, Bella looked at Edward, who was driving attentively beside her. This was the first time she had seen him driving from this angle.
Not long after, the car arrived at the destination. This time, Edward didn't let Bella get out of the car in advance, but walked out of the parking lot with her. The two walked side by side, opened the villa door, and entered the living room.
Bella's gaze unconsciously looked at the wedding photo hanging on the wall. The bouquet that had been smeared red by herself was blurred.
The picture looked even more bizarre. She turned her head to look at Edward, his expression was natural, as if nothing had happened.
There was still silence between them.
"Do you remember what you were going to do before the accident?" Bella suddenly spoke, her gaze fixed on him.
Edward turned his head in confusion, looking at Bella standing next to the wedding photo, and shook his head.
She took a deep breath and said word by word: "It was to come to the Civil Affairs Bureau to see me."
"And then divorce me."
After saying this, Bella felt as if something in her heart had been completely removed. She couldn't care about the pain in her heart, only feeling that she couldn't fall in again.
And upon hearing this, Edward immediately got up, walked in front of Bella, took her hand, and frowned slightly: "Impossible."
"You have never loved me."
Bella had no strength to break free from his hand, just said so.
Edward didn't believe it, looked at the wedding photo that didn't make much difference from the posthumous photo.
"I have always loved you, look at the wedding photo, my eyes are full of affection for you."
If it weren't for that photo which Bella had seen a thousand times over, she would have been genuinely moved by the sincerity in Edward's eyes at this moment.
Crazy man, telling lies with a straight face.
She cursed in her heart.
Bella looked up at the wedding photo again and only felt absurdity.
How could he point to himself in this photo and say that he has always loved her?
"Edward, have you lost your memory or your intelligence?" She couldn't help it, even doubting that God was deliberately playing tricks on her.
Upon hearing this, his eyes darkened, and he lowered his head.
Bella began to doubt that there was something wrong with her eyes; Edward actually showed an injured expression.
Her heart ached, unable to bear seeing him in pain, and she was just about to say something when Edward raised his head.
"I don't know why we ended up at the point of divorce, and I understand that you wouldn't joke about this."
"But when I woke up, my heart ached more than my wounds."
"I thought about you, I thought I couldn't live without you."
After Edward finished speaking, he looked at Bella with eager eyes.
Like a young boy who has fallen in love for the first time, confessing his feelings to the girl he has a crush on.
Bella just watched, seeing the clear love in his deep eyes.
Her heart stirred, feeling a bit flustered.
Bella, stay awake, how many four years do you have to lose on him?
She said to herself, took a small step back, and created some distance between herself and Edward.
His eyes darkened further.
"...Edward, do you know that our marriage was just a deal?"
Bella looked at him, feeling more and more reluctant.
"I was just a wife you bought with your money, our relationship was just a deal. You never loved me."
Her voice trembled a bit, repeating these words was like being tortured again.
Edward paused upon hearing this, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"It's true." Bella confirmed to him again.
"Why do you want to leave me then?" Edward asked.
Bella was stunned.
She didn't want to say that she loved him anymore, nor dared to say it. How could she dare to offer her true heart to him again, to risk dying desperately once more?
"I reasonably speculate that you wouldn't leave me because of money, it's not hard to see that my family is not short of money."
Edward said, looking around the villa.
"What is it for then?" he asked again.
Bella couldn't answer.
At this moment, she just felt that the man in front of her was terrifying.
Why is he still forcing her?
After a long time, Bella finally spoke: "Because you want me to leave."
"Because Lena, the one you said was your first love at the hospital, came back, and you said you wanted me to leave."
She made up a clumsy excuse, which seemed to be deceiving herself.
Deceiving herself that she had never loved Edward, it was just a deal.
Upon hearing this, Edward seemed to have not expected her to say this, his expression was stunned, and then he said: "But I don't feel anything for her now, I only know that I can't live without you."
"So what?"
As soon as Bella finished speaking, the injured look on Edward's face disappeared, replaced by a softness that she rarely saw: "So I don't agree to divorce, we can't divorce."
"Why?" She almost went crazy.
"Because I love you." Edward said, smiling and rubbing Bella's hair.
She looked at the gentle Edward, as if bewitched, unable to look away.
The cicadas chirped wildly outside the window, the sunlight made the greenery shine, and the scene inside the room seemed to only appear in Bella's dreams.
But now, Edward really stood in front of her, really saying that he loved her.
She even felt that the blood flowing in her body had become hot, constantly clamoring in her ears.
"This is what you want, right? Agree to him! Stay!"
Bella came back to her senses, looked at Edward's serious appearance, and depicted his moving features in her heart over and over again.
"Okay, I love you too."
She said, with a wry smile.
Just pretend to be in a dream.
Edward, who got the answer, smiled and turned to the bathroom: "I'm going to take a bath first, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital is very strong."
His eyes were smiling, as if he had got his favorite toy.
Bella watched his back, took out her diary from the drawer.
"My husband is crazy, fortunately, I have finally gone crazy too."
She wrote it stroke by stroke, very hard.