Her mother's death?
Half-sister?
Jasmine was stunned and felt even a little flustered and at a loss.
Was that all the memories she had lost?
"Jessie, please! I beg you. We have lived together for more than ten years. You can beat me or scold
me. I just want you to help Ellie."
Looking at Jessie's expressionless face, Ivy begged in a low voice.
She had advanced lung cancer, and the doctor had diagnosed that she couldn't live more than three
months. If it weren't for the fact that she was worried about her only daughter, she wouldn't have asked
the prison guard to find Sharon, because she knew that Jessie would never come to see her.
Mark held Jessie's shoulder tightly and said, "Are you okay? If you don't feel well, we can leave first."
Then he held her up and was about to leave.
"No, don't go." All of a sudden, Ivy stood up and rushed Jessie her. She grabbed Jessie's hand.
Startled, Jessie let out a scream. Then, Mark immediately stepped forward to protect her and
separated them from each other. The prison guards stepped forward to suppress Ivy and clasped her
hands behind her back.
Mark said angrily, "Ivy, have you forgotten what I said just now? You have said what you want to say.
As for what to do, it's our business. If you could think of what would happen today, you shouldn't have
done that! Since you have done it, you have to bear all the consequences. Honey, let's go."
After Mark and Jessie were out of sight, Ivy burst into tears. She collapsed to the ground in despair and
shouted, "Jessie, it was all my fault. You only have Ellie as your family in the world. Please! Please..."
Ivy's voice echoed in Jessie's ears like a magic spell. No matter how hard she tried to forget about it, it
was like being imprinted in her mind and could not be erased.
"Don't think too much. If you are tired, just sleep for a while."
Jasmine lowered her head and didn't say anything. She felt like she was put in a heavy haze, which
made her feel very uncomfortable.
Seeing her like this, Mark felt so regretful. He shouldn't have brought her here. He just wanted her to
know some people and things in the past, but he ignored the harm that those things would cause to
her.
Just like the death of her parents, the family environment she grew up in, and what she had
experienced since her childhood...
She was not as strong and invincible as she used to be. Now she was like a newborn baby, being
taken care of and protected. She was not strong enough to accept so many past injuries in her heart.
While feeling remorseful, he immediately stepped on the accelerator. He couldn't let her stay here any
longer.
The car was running on the crowded road.
Jessie lowered her head and kept scratching her fingers. From this little movement, Mark could tell how
uneasy she was.
"Is what that woman said true?" Jessie slowly looked up and felt confused. She said, "Lawrence told
me that his parents and mine were all died in a car accident. We were brought up by grandpa. But why
things turned out to be like this?"
She couldn't accept what Ivy said at all, but if she had to choose to believe Ivy or Lawrence, she would
choose to believe Ivy.
After all, Lawrence loved her. He might make up a lie to deceive her in order to take care of her
feelings.
However, it was too hard to accept the truth.
Her life since childhood was not the most ordinary family of three, but a distorted family of five! She
couldn't imagine how painful such a life was.
One father, two daughters and two wives lived together, and her mother was killed by the mistress...
This was even worse and unacceptable than the plot in TV series.
Jessie covered her face sadly and said, "If that's the truth, I'd rather never remember it."
After parking the car at the roadside, Mark reached out his hand and held her in his arms. This was
only a small part of her memory. In addition to her mother, there was also her brother. If she really
remembered everything in the past, she should be more painful.
He gently comforted her. His eyes were full of entanglement and heartache.
If she forgot the past, would she leave him forever?
But if she remembered everything and became so painful, would he be happy?
He kissed her on the top of her head deeply.
He said, "Since the past is so painful, don't think about it anymore. Just forget it. Life will always go on.
Memory is not that important."
Jessie raised her head and looked at him blankly.
Looking at the face he loved so much, God knew how painful his heart was when Mark said that.
He didn't want to let her go, but he had to pretend to let her go.
"Stay with me for the last night. I'll drive you back tomorrow."
"Back?"
"Yes." Mark nodded reluctantly. Trying his best to hold back the tears in his eyes, he said, "What you
said yesterday was true. We were forced to get married, and I was not willing to do that, so we didn't
register our marriage at all. Our marriage doesn't count at all. Since you have forgotten all the past
memories, I can't be selfish to keep you with me."
"……" Jasmine stared at him blankly, her heart aching.
She wanted to cry and curse.
He tried every means to get close to her and told her that she was his wife whom he had been looking
for in the past three years. By now, she had completely accepted him and admitted their marriage that
she had no impression at all. How could he let her go?
'Mark, were you kidding me?'
All of a sudden, Mark sneered. Looking at the smile on her face, he felt as if his heart was torn apart, it
was as painful as the wound on his back.
Taking a deep breath, Jessie said, "Right! Passers-by would be passers-by forever. People should
really forget the unnecessary things. After all, people's brain capacity is limited. People should learn to
selectively lose their memory, just like me, right?"
Mark didn't say a word. What Jessie said was like a sharp arrow, stabbing into his heart. He was
overwhelmed with pain and heartache.
After a long while, Jessie sat up straight. Neither of the two spoke. The atmosphere in the car suddenly
became dead silence.
The car started again.
But this time, they were not as happy as they were when they went out in the morning.
They were silent, feeling the pain in their hearts and healing themselves lonely.
She didn't know how long it took. Suddenly, Jessie said, "Stop the car."
The car stopped in an instant. Mark looked at her sideways. Jessie paused and said, "Since we are
going to forget it, don't hesitate any more. You don't have to send me back. I'll get off the car
here."
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