Ewan’s cellphone remained silent.
At that moment, Rachel just wanted to cry a lot, feeling wronged, undeserving of the pain she suffered in the past.
Ewan took the new cellphone in his hand and looked at the number that Rachel dialed. He frowned slightly, his expressions darkened as he whispered, “The number is wrong. You’ve put 1 instead of 7.”
Rachel raised her head furiously at him, clenched her fists and said angrily, “Impossible! I have never changed the numbers. I have had the same phone since elementary school and I have your number saved in it since then. Before you were enlisted in the army, we often talked on the phone. How can this happen?”
Ewan’s deep gaze was fixed on Rachel’s wet eyes. At a complete loss for words, he raised his hand towards her cheek.
The tears in Rachel’s eyes were now rolling down her cheeks; he wanted to wipe them away. He felt emotional and heart-broken.
“Rachel, why are you crying?” Ewan didn’t dare guess the reason for her sadness and anger. Why was she crying?
The moment his fingertips touched her cheek, she drew back from him and took two steps back. Trying to hold back her tears she snatched the cellphone from him.
“I’m fine.”
With that small sentence, she turned around and immediately rushed into the room.
There was a loud bang.
The door was locked.
Ewan stood frozen in his place, his hand still hanging in mid-air. His slender fingers trembled slightly, his heart painfully sad.
Did she really cry because she remembered his number wrong?
Rachel sat on the desk in the room.
Tears quietly slipped down her pale cheeks and dropped on the table.
Ignoring the tears in her eyes, she took out the SIM card from the old phone with trembling hands and installed it in the new phone.
After turning on the phone, the notification sounds beeped. It was several missed calls from her parents and Sienna, as well as Grandpa’s.
Ignoring all the missed calls, she directly opened the contact book in the phone and found Ewan’s number.
It turned out to be that wrong number in her faulty memory.
How did it become like this?
Rachel held the phone tightly in her hand and looked ahead in a daze with tears in her eyes, thinking about what went wrong.
Before Ewan enlisted in the military, she always used this number to talk to him.
After he left, she soon discovered that her calls still went through but no one answered.
For the past ten years, she had been continuously looking for reasons to contact him, but was disappointed sadly every time. It broke her heart and made her cry over and over again all these years.
Who on earth changed the number saved in her phone without authorization?
After regaining her composure, a little bit of happiness seeped into her heart. At least, it was proven that Ewan was not that heartless.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Rachel came back to her senses, looked at the screen to see that it was her mother calling.
She picked it up immediately.
“Mom…”
Sophie’s angry voice sounded, “Rachel, where are you?”
“I am in Ewan’s military camp.”
“Why did you go there? Escaping the problem won’t solve it. You tell me what on earth happened? It’s all over the internet that you…”
Rachel hurriedly denied, “Mom, all that is just misunderstanding.”
“You were beaten up; they are saying that you snatched a friend’s husband. What on earth is even happening? Whose husband did you steal? Why was your phone off? Why are you hiding and not returning home?”
Rachel stood up nervously, accidentally hit her hand on the documents on the desk, sending them cascading down on the floor.
“Mom, I’ll talk to you when I come back, you can help me explain it all to everyone. All of this is just misunderstanding.”
“Then why are you…”
Sophie still wanted to ask her but Rachel interrupted her calmly, “Mom, don’t ask me anymore. I’ll solve this soon and I will give you a proper explanation in time.”
After speaking, she immediately disconnected the call, put down the phone, and crouched down to collect the documents strewn on the floor.
In the end, two conspicuous marriage certificates on the ground caught her eye.
She paused for a few seconds, frozen, then slowly reached out and picked it up.
With mixed feelings, she put down the rest of the documents on the desk again, and held the marriage certificate in her hands.
Both Ewan and her signs were stamped with official seals, and there was even a composite photo of them both on it.
The lawful marriage certificates were what Rachel had always dreamt of.
However, now that it was her reality…
She felt no happiness, no joy or excitement, her heart was only full of guilt. These two certificates put too much pressure on her.
He didn’t love her but wanted to marry her, merely to throw her into a state of moral decay?
Holding the certificate in her hand tightly, Rachel walked angrily towards the door.
When she opened the door, she almost collided into Ewan, who was standing right outside.
As their eyes met, Rachel stared into his clear ones calmly, she raised the papers in her hands and asked angrily, “What on earth do you even want?”
Ewan’s face darkened slightly and his tone became serious as he said, “Give me that.”
Rachel took a step back, clenched her hand into a fist, crumpling the papers as if itching to tear them. However, her attitude was still humble as she implored, “Ewan, let’s get a divorce, please…”
Ewan’s pupils grew icy cold as he approached her, his voice colder than ice as he commanded, “Give me the certificates.”
Rachel stepped back, her heart full of fear but she did not flinch, her attitude firm, “I can promise you anything, but this marriage must be ended.”
Ewan’s cold pupils shrank and his thunder was too quick for her to react. He held her wrist and slammed her against the wall. Rachel felt the pain in her wrist and felt the papers leave her hand as her back hit the wall.
“Ow!” She moaned in pain, her face turning white with fear.
Ewan’s whole body exuded a dangerous energy, his arrogance spiked as she felt herself enveloped in a hazy terrifying aura. One of her wrists was pressed against the wall above her head, as both of them breathed heavily.
Ewan narrowed his eyes at her coldly, “I said, you have no choice and no way back.”
Rachel smiled bitterly, even though she was terrified of him in her heart, she still mockingly accused him, “You dug a hole for me since the beginning. I guessed that you won’t let me off easy, but I didn’t know you were this vile. You have damned me to a life in hell… It’d have been better to kill me.”
“Vile?” Ewan murmured to himself, the corner of his mouth curled into a sneer, seemingly frivolous, but his heart was bleeding.
He took a deep breath, slowly lowered his head and closed his red eyes. His voice was depressed as he whispered, “By marrying you I may have damned you to a life in hell, but isn’t a life still better than death?”
Rachel looked at his forehead, stumped for words. Why did he lower his head so low, didn’t even have the strength to speak?
She did say it in a severe manner; however, it really wasn’t that much different morally.
Without answering him, Rachel tried to free her wrist but was pinned down forcefully. She said angrily, “Although we are not related by blood, we are still morally connected by family. You abandoning your fiancée and me betraying my best friend, what good will it bring you?”