Percival heard a scream from the bathroom and immediately rushed in. For a moment, seeing Eulalia lying on the floor felt like a heavy blow to his soul.Before his mind could even react, he had hurriedly picked her up and taken her to the nearest hospital.The medical results were not optimistic. Eulalia had always been frail, her stomach deteriorating step by step despite the use of the world's top cancer treatments which only offered relief, not a cure.The candied hawthorn had nearly cost her her life; she was allergic to hawthorn.Percival remembered how Eulalia loved those candied hawthorns, yet he had never seen her eat them.---Eulalia lay in bed and had that dream again that night, clearer than ever before. She could hear a man's voice.A man in a white shirt approached her with a candied hawthorn: "Here's a candied hawthorn for you, little crybaby. Eat it, and no more tears..."She heard it distinctly, and it was not Percival's voice.Who was the man in her dream?In a daze,

Lies have their shades of good and evil, and Eulalia didn't believe the lies Percival spun were benign.A hollow smile played on her lips, not reaching her eyes, which were desolate, making her smile uglier than tears."You love me, so you want to turn me into a fool?" Eulalia's eyes were blurred with tears. "You're so afraid of me regaining my memory, how can you expect me not to dwell on the past?"She shook her head, staggering backward step by step. The man before her seemed to have lost all humanity, a devil crawled out from hell."All I want to ask now is, who is Vincent?"Hearing this name, Percival panicked, feeling the thing he feared most closing in on him, with no way out.Eulalia, seeing Percival's flustered expression, seemed to understand something. Her smile deepened into a bitter grimace."Is he dead?"Silence was taken as affirmation."He must have been very important to me, otherwise why would I dream of him so often?" Eulalia mumbled hoarsely.Her intuition told her

Eulalia was pregnant, and Percival was completely unprepared. He had taken precautions every time—how could Eulalia possibly be pregnant?Where had he gone wrong? Percival calculated the time; during that period, Eulalia had always been by his side, without any chance to go out alone. The only time she went out was to the hospital, and he had even had someone follow her then.Leaning his head against the wall, Percival thought, Eulalia cannot have this child, neither from the perspective of her health nor the state of their relationship.Thinking of the child that was about to be terminated, Percival’s eyes reddened, his heart twisted in agony, pain making it hard to breathe.Mr. Brooks also learned of Eulalia’s pregnancy. He looked at Percival and asked sternly, "Do you want this child?""I can't keep it." It wasn't a question of desire but of necessity."Her body can’t handle the pregnancy, can it?"If they decided to keep the child, Eulalia might pay with her life."How will you te

"Ms. Hayak..." As soon as Eulalia spoke, tears began to roll down her cheeks, her first step in seeking Ms. Hayak's help was to gain her sympathy.Eulalia was beautiful, and her illness made her tears even more pitiable, like raindrops on pear blossoms, eliciting compassion. Ms. Hayak, moved and anxious, quickly fetched some tissues to wipe Eulalia’s tears."Why are you crying?" Ms. Hayak asked, hastily dabbing at her tears, "You should be happy about being pregnant."Eulalia shook her head: "Ms. Hayak, is Percival really going to abort my child?"Ms. Hayak froze, her hand stiffening around the tissue as she struggled to process the news."Why... why would he do that?"Eulalia explained everything to Ms. Hayak, including how the medicine Percival had given her was meant to disrupt her memory, indicating he never wanted her to recover her memories.To ensure she couldn't remember anything, he even planned to reduce her to a simpleton and keep her confined here.Eulalia didn’t understan

The bus was crowded and chaotic. Worried about pickpockets, Eulalia dared not close her eyes to rest. After a jarring 24-hour ride, she arrived in a small town. After briefly resting for a day, she continued her journey, hopping from place to place like a rabbit from one burrow to another. Two weeks later, she reached a village that was barely discernible on the map and rented an apartment near a school.The place had its pros and cons. The downside was the inconvenient transportation and the local dialect, which made communication difficult. However, Eulalia was adaptable and soon got used to these issues.The advantages were more significant: low cost of living, a mix of people that made it difficult to be found, and the fact that no identification was required to get things done. After paying her rent, Eulalia returned to her modest bedroom, which had only a wooden plank for a bed; she needed to buy a mattress and bedding.The house was not luxurious, but it was clean and not damp.