Trick Him Into Divorce, Then Flee With His Unknow Kid novel Chapter 485

Chapter 485: Chapter 485 The Fear of Losing Her

Her words sliced through the silence of the late-night bedroom, exposing everything he’d tried to keep hidden.

Ryan went still.

Slowly, the distant look in his lowered eyes sharpened.

This wasn’t a dream.

It was real.

Perhaps because he’d been having similar dreams over the past few nights, he’d lost track of where the dreams ended and reality began. He’d simply acted on instinct, pulling her closer.

He wanted to hold her so tightly that there would be no distance between them.

But he’d forgotten one crucial thing.

This was real life. He couldn’t do whatever he wanted and expect there to be no consequences.

His long lashes fluttered as he lifted his eyes to meet Rose’s in the moonlight.

Her eyes were red from the way he’d teased her, but her gaze was startlingly clear.

Rose studied him for a moment.

“When did you remember?”

She was certain now. “You wouldn’t have called me RoRo otherwise.”

During their first year of marriage, Ryan had often called her RoRo, just like her grandfather did. He especially liked using the nickname when they were alone together.

After losing his memory, Ryan had had no idea what the nickname meant. No one had told him about it, either.

That left only one explanation.

He’d remembered.

Ryan didn’t deny it.

He’d believed he was still trapped in an illusory dream, which was why he’d let the familiar nickname slip.

It was the first time he’d made such a mistake.

“Not long,” he admitted, his voice slightly hoarse.

He turned his face away but kept her close.

“Are you angry?”

Rose was momentarily speechless.

She wasn’t sure she was angry, exactly. She’d been hoping he would recover his memory all along, but now that he had, he’d kept it a secret from her.

“Why did you hide it from me? Why keep pretending you still had amnesia?”

“Because I was afraid you wouldn’t want me anymore.”

He answered without hesitation. His voice was low and deep, with a faint note of self-mockery.

There it was.

He really was that pathetic.

He was afraid, too—afraid that everything he was experiencing was nothing more than a fleeting dream. That once he fully recovered, Rose’s tenderness and patience would disappear along with it.

He couldn’t bear the thought of losing her again. The mere possibility was enough to drive him to the brink.

So he would rather remain the man who remembered nothing.

At least then, he could forget everything else and stay by her side without worrying about the past.

Rose’s eyes widened slightly.

Even Ryan, with all his pride, could humble himself to this extent.

She felt no satisfaction at seeing him so vulnerable. Instead, her chest tightened, and a bitter ache spread through her heart.

“I never said things would have to change between us once you got your memory back,” she said, taking a deep breath.

“But you never answered my question. Once my memory returns, will I still be allowed to stay by your side like this?”

Ryan released her and slowly sat up. He gently pulled down her nightgown, which had ridden up, smoothing the fabric back into place inch by inch.

Rose stared at him, momentarily at a loss.

“So when you asked me that question, you were testing me.”

Ryan made no attempt to deny it.

“I can’t afford to act confident around you. I had to resort to a trick like that to find out whether I still have a chance with you.”

He lowered his eyes and reached for her hand, brushing his fingers against hers.

When she didn’t pull away, he carefully slipped his fingers between hers, one by one.

“Think about it,” he whispered. “I can’t go through the agony of watching you leave me again.”

When he and Rose had been forced into marriage, he’d hated the Knight family for manipulating them. Yet beneath that hatred, he’d also felt a sense of relief—almost as though fate had given him a second chance.

It was a feeling he hadn’t even dared to acknowledge.

Despite everything the Knight family had done, Rose had ended up by his side.

At the time, he’d wanted to make them pay for what they’d done. But he’d also wanted to build a happy marriage with Rose. He’d wanted to give her a loving home and the kind of love that might finally help her move beyond the pain of her childhood.

But fate had other plans.

He fell ill.

And suddenly, there was no way out.

He couldn’t give Rose the life she deserved. He couldn’t selfishly tie her to him for the rest of her life, forcing her to watch him suffer and eventually die from his illness.

No matter how much he loved her, he couldn’t bear to make her endure that.

So, despite the pain it caused him, he chose to let her go.

He could only watch as she drifted farther and farther away.

Watch as their marriage fell apart.

Watch as she walked away without looking back.

And through it all, he couldn’t bring himself to say goodbye.

It hadn’t been a single moment of heartbreak. It had been seven long years of torment, regret, and longing.

He couldn’t survive that kind of pain a second time.

That was why he was afraid.

He hadn’t been afraid when his own family had schemed against him, no matter how vicious their methods.

He hadn’t been afraid when his own father had kidnapped him and tried to kill him.

But he was terrified of one thing.

That there would no longer be a place for him in Rose’s life.

His voice was so quiet that she could barely hear him. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

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