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Three months later, I found Aiden standing in front of my daughter’s tombstone.

He looked nothing like the man he once was–hunched over,

significantly thinner, with sunken eyes and gray hair.

He resembled a terminally ill patient.

“Clare…” He stammered and tears started to flow.

In that moment, he seemed normal again.

“How did you find this place?” I asked coldly.

“Your mother took pity on me and told me where you were, where our daughter was,” he replied.

In front of my daughter‘ s tombstone were her favorite dishes and a bouquet of baby’s breath, symbolizing longing.

“Now that you’ve seen it, you should go back,” I said icily.

“Let’s reconcile. Without you, I live in hell every day.”

“Mr. Stewart, please mind your words. I am no longer your wife.” “Clare, I’ve been tormented this past year, repenting every day. Every time someone knocked on the door, I hoped it was you. You are the woman I love most in my life. Please, give me another chance. Let’s remarry. I swear I will never make you sad again,” Aiden begged. bitterly.

“What is lost will never come back, and what comes back will never be the same.This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

From now on, there is no more ‘us. Mr. Stewart, please go back and let us never see each other again in this life. Also, please don‘ t come here again. My daughter is resting peacefully, and your presence brings back her painful memories. You abandoned her at a highway intersection and didn’t save her at her last moment.”

With that, I turned and left.

Behind me, he cried heart–wrenchingly.

I didn’t look back–he didn‘ t deserve sympathy.

Half a year passed, and Aiden never showed up again.

One day, it was raining heavily when I received a call from Lydia.

“Clare, Aiden is dying. Please, see him one last time,” she pleaded.

She told me Aiden had saved a girl on the road but was hit by a car in the process, and the doctors said there was no hope for him. “Clare… Clare… I love you so much… I miss you so much…”