Crawling Back To Her Series Redemption and Refuse novel Chapter 41

Book3 Chapter1.

Ethan Harris pursued me for two years and cherished me for five.

Five years ago, the news of his death in the line of duty shattered me.

But today, five years later, I received a call from Detective John Parker.

He told me that not only is Ethan alive, but he's also living well- though...

He's about to get married.

As I embarked on the journey to that distant coastal town, Detective Parker and the other officers tried to talk me out of it.

Accepting reality was one thing, but letting go was something I couldn't manage.

I gently ran my fingers over the simple ring in my hand, the ring Ethan Harris had once proposed to me with.

He was my fiancé-how could he just marry someone else?

After the plane ride, the five-hour, bumpy bus journey left me feeling nauseous and barely able to hold it together.

Finally, after a grueling ten-hour trip, the four of us arrived at the small town.

"There it is."

Detective Parker pointed to a bed and breakfast named "Ocean Breeze Inn." This once unnoticed inn had suddenly gained fame online after a group of tourists posted some photos.

In the photos, the inn's owner, though only shown from the side, had captivated countless people.

Detective Parker glanced at me, hesitating before speaking, "He doesn't remember anything from the past, so please..."

I stared at the door, my senses numbed as if the world around me had come to a standstill.

As Detective Parker pushed open the door, a wind chime made of seashells rang out melodiously.

Before me was a spacious courtyard, with a pebble-stone path leading to the main house. A large swing hung in the yard, and a Labrador lounged lazily in the sun alongside a few cats. I was surprised by the presence of these animals.

Suddenly, a tall, athletic figure emerged from behind a curtain of seashells.

He was wearing a black T-shirt, his arms sculpted and defined, with a side profile that was sharp and unmistakable.

The moment I saw him, my body froze, a chill ran down my spine, and my mind went blank-except for the intense focus on him.

The man before me rendered me completely immobile.

I had encountered people who bore a striking resemblance to Ethan Harris before, even with the same small mole beneath their eye, but I could always tell they weren't him.

This man, however, was vastly different from the Ethan I remembered - his features were more mature, his face more chiseled, with a cold, distant edge to him.

Despite this, I couldn't help but step closer, drawn in until I saw the small mole beneath his eye and the thin red string around his neck...

"Ethan." name, afraid to I struggled to keep my voice steady, softly whispering his startle him.

He looked up at me, his eyes filled with nothing but confusion and unfamiliarity.

"What did you say?"

"Ethan Harris..." I barely managed to utter his name.

He replied coldly, "T'm sorry, miss, but I think you've mistaken me for someone else."

But how could I mistake Ethan Harris? He was the most important person in my life.

Detective Parker quickly stepped in, pulling me back: "Apologies, we're looking to book some rooms. Do you have any available?"

Ethan scrutinized us for a moment. "Yes, how many rooms do you need?"

"Two."

"Come in."

He turned and walked inside, not sparing me another glance. I had foolishly believed that the moment he saw me, he would remember everything.

But the look in his eyes was so unfamiliar, almost as if he were repelled by me.

I hadn't cried when I learned he was alive, nor when I found out he was getting married.

But when he looked at me with those eyes, it felt as if my heart was being crushed in a vice, the pain unbearable, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.

Detective Parker handed our IDs to the man, urging him to hurry with the check-in process.

As the man took the IDs, I noticed that his left pinky was missing a piece, and there was a slight limp in his right leg as he walked.

I covered my mouth, trying to hide my shock.

I quickly turned away, not wanting him to see my reaction.

Detective Parker took the room keys and hurried me along to our rooms.

I sat alone in the room for a long time, until I could finally speak again.

"How did he end up like this?"

During the journey, I had vowed that when I saw him, I would slap him hard-the traitor who had forgotten the promises we made!

But when I actually saw him, my anger instantly turned to sympathy.

Al I wanted to do was hold him tightly...

I stayed alone in the room for so long that Grace, worried about me, forcibly brought me out.

In the backyard, everyone was gathered around, enjoying a barbecue. I immediately spotted Ethan Harris, busy with the grill, while Detective Parker stood beside him, the two of them chatting and laughing.

"Sienna, how are you holding up?" Grace asked with concern.