Through the glass window on the fifth floor, Rosalind sat absentmindedly looking into the distance. The sky today was tinged with a dull gray, the morning light only flashed briefly in the morning before fading into the clouds.
She felt so empty, lost, and adrift in this bustling city. The cold of early winter made her suddenly crave a familiar warmth.
Yesterday, her old friend from the academy asked her to help her join the Global Group, so she called Dylan. She didn't expect that the moment he accepted would be the moment she heard the conversation between Lyle and Laura.
The moment Dylan hung up the phone, she knew her death knell had rung. She knew he would never forgive the person who made his life so tragic. The more he loved Nancy, the more he would vent his hatred on her.
So, before he could find her to question her, she chose to free herself, but in the end, Lyle broke the door and saved her from the hands of death, and now she didn't know what to do.
She didn't have enough courage to jump into that cold yard. Her eyes were constantly glued to the main gate of the hospital, afraid that the car Dylan was driving would turn in. At that time, she knew where to hide.
While she was worried, a knock came from outside the door and a tall figure of a man appeared. As soon as Rosalind saw Dylan, her face turned pale, and she fearfully retreated to the head of the bed, her whole body trembling. Alisa quickly put down the half-peeled apple in her hand, ran to her side, and hugged her.
“Can you go out for a moment? I have something to tell her.” Dylan looked at Alisa and spoke.
Alisa turned to Rosalind, hesitating because she didn't know whether she should go or not. After a few minutes, Rosalind softly told the female assistant to go to the cafeteria to buy her a bag of cookies.
Waiting until the door closed, Dylan moved closer to Rosalind. Up to this moment, he still did not dare to believe that the gentle and holy classmate in front of him was the one behind all the tragedies in his life. He knew she loved him but he didn't expect her to be so blind that she would harm him and herself like that.
Rosalind saw him getting closer and closer, so she trembled, lowered her head, and hid herself in the corner.
“You don't need to be afraid, I didn't come here today to blame you. It's all in the past, even if I blame you, it won't solve anything.”
Dylan's words made Rosalind half-believe and half-doubt, she looked up at him, and two streams of tears suddenly welled up from the corners of her eyes and fell.
“Dylan, don't you hate me?”
“I forgive you and forgive all the bad things you have done, so don't think about them and live in fear anymore.”
“I'm sorry, I know I was wrong, I'm sorry.” She said in sobs.
“Don't do things that harm yourself in the future. Others want to live but can't, but you destroy yourself. Okay, you rest, I still have work to do.”
After finishing speaking, Dylan quickly walked towards the door.
Rosalind quickly jumped out of bed, she never dreamed that Dylan could gently say the words of forgiveness to her.
Hearing her call, he immediately stopped and turned around.
“What's wrong?”
“Thank you, Dylan.”
“You should thank Lyle, he was the one who begged me to forgive you. He did many things for you in secret, some were wrong, some were right. He helped you hide your past mistakes, your career went smoothly because of his intervention, and even the acquisition of SN Group.”
Rosalind's already dry eyes continued to blur in tears, her legs wobbled and she collapsed onto the chair next to her.
It turned out that Lyle did all these things for her, but he didn't say a word, just silently walking beside her like a shadow. She only knew that she loved Dylan deeply but didn't realize that Lyle loved her passionately.
“He'll fly to country A in an hour, I don't know when he'll be back. Rosalind, in this life, finding someone who loves you and treats you well unconditionally is not easy. Don't let yourself regret it later.”
Seeing that she did not respond, Dylan did not say anything more, he could only help Lyle like that, the outcome depended on Rosalind. The purpose of his coming here today was to say forgiveness because he knew that only when she heard it from him would she be able to let go of her fear and obsession.
Leaving the hospital, Dylan hurriedly drove back to the company to finish the unfinished paperwork. He wished that time would pass quickly until the afternoon.
On the bed covered with white sheets, Rosalind sat motionless. All of that person's gestures, words, and eyes kept appearing in her mind.
That's right, if it was just friendship, Lyle wouldn't have bothered so much. Dylan was right, perhaps she would never meet anyone who loved her more than Lyle.
Trying to stand up, Rosalind quickly grabbed her long coat and ran down to the hospital gate, catching a taxi straight to the airport.
All the way, she kept calling Lyle but his phone was always busy. She anxiously urged the driver to hurry up. Just thinking about losing him made her feel her heart cold and empty.
At the same time, at the international airport, after completing the procedures, Lyle passed through the crowded crowd and stood in front of the departure area to breathe some fresh air. His face showed a tired look. Just now, as soon as the meeting ended, he and his colleagues rushed here.
Looking up, he saw the gloomy gray clouds covering the vast sky. Feeling the cold mist in the air, he knew it would rain today.
Setting his phone to airplane mode, he sighed and turned towards the isolation room.
“Lyle.”
Hearing the call from behind, Lyle thought he had misheard. Turning his head, he was shocked to see Rosalind still in her patient clothes, only wearing a thin coat, slippers on her feet, and her hair disheveled as if she had just come out of a mental hospital. He hurriedly ran to her side, his voice clearly showing concern.
“Why are you here? You're still very weak, you know? Where's Alisa?”
While looking around for Alisa, he suddenly felt her slender and weak arms gradually tighten around him, and then her choked sobs rang out.
“You... Rosalind, what's wrong with you? It's almost time for the flight, I have to go inside.”
“Don't go, Lyle, stay with me, I need you.”
Lyle pushed Rosalind away from him, holding her facing him to ask for clarification. Only then did she realize that his hand was still covered in white bandages, probably because he was injured yesterday when he broke the door.
Before he could say anything, she continued to hug him tightly and cried even louder, causing the surrounding passengers to look at him warily as if he were a criminal who had just escaped from prison.
“Please don't go. Lyle, have you stopped loving me? I won't let you go.”
“You... no. I...”
“Deputy general director, it's time.”
The voice of a male director made both Lyle and Rosalind turn around in surprise. Seeing four or five people standing close together staring at her, she suddenly turned to Lyle.
“You… you’re on a business trip?”
“Yes, where do you think I’m going?”
“Why did Dylan say you're leaving, not knowing when you'll be back?” Rosalind asked softly.
At this moment, Lyle understood the source of everything that had just happened. It turned out that it was all Dylan's plan. However, he liked this plan and also secretly thanked his cousin. All the worries in his heart instantly disappeared, as light as a drop of water falling into the middle of the ocean.
“I'll be gone for a week and then I'll be back.”
The young directors burst into laughter. It seemed that the vice president could no longer fly. Without a word, they winked at each other and followed each other into the isolation area.
“Why haven't you left yet? They've all gone in.”
Rosalind bowed her head and asked, her hands not knowing where to go so she kept fiddling with the hem of her coat. She wanted to hide under the ground to avoid embarrassment.
Fortunately, she was in an appearance that even the devil wouldn't want to see, so no one recognized her, otherwise, she would have had to bury her head in his shirt and hide.
“No rush, I can fly over there tonight, I'll take you back to the hospital now.”
After speaking, Lyle smiled, bent down, and picked up Rosalind. She was surprised and hugged his neck. The distance between the two faces is so close right now.
It took thirty seconds for her to bow her head in confusion, avoiding his eyes. How could she not have realized that this classmate was so attractive all these years?
During the journey, Rosalind was shy and didn't dare to look at Lyle. Thinking of her appearance just now, she didn't know where to put her face. On the driver's side, Lyle occasionally turned to look at her and smiled. He had just reached out to turn his phone back to normal mode when Dylan called.
“Have you two met?”
“Yes, but why did you tell her I was leaving? She ran so much that she lost her human form.” Lyle said while looking at the person next to him.
“Hey, ask her again, I didn't say you'd be gone forever, it's because she's so afraid of losing you that she imagined it.”
“You said you don't know when I'll be back, right?”
“I don't know when you'll finish work. If I don't do that, you'll just wait for her until you're wrinkled and walking into the coffin with a cane, then no one will understand your feelings.”
“Thank you, I will consider this an early Christmas gift.”
“Okay, bring all the hotel and restaurant chain projects in country A back to me. I need a lot of money to keep Nancy.”
“Don't worry, boss.”
Lyle took off his headphones and put them aside, focusing on driving back to the hospital. Although the sky was overcast, he felt that today was a beautiful and pleasant day. He did not expect that Dylan would help him confess his love to Rosalind.
His shaky love boat has now reached the shore of happiness. Now he secretly wishes that Dylan and Nancy's tearful love will also end happily so that the two of them can accompany each other until the end of their lives.