Jane ran barefoot to open the door. When she saw who it was, she was taken aback. "Jack, you... came to see Charlotte?"


    "Yes."


    Jack smiled gently, stepped inside, and while changing into slippers, nced at me. "How are you feeling today? Still in pain?”


    Although it had only been one night, seeing him again now made me feel a bit embarrassed.


    The person who helped me was him.


    Noticing my dazed expression, Jack came over and chuckled, "What are you thinking about?"


    "Nothing."


    I gathered my thoughts, hurriedly shook my head, and answered his earlier question, "I''m feeling much better, not as painful as yesterday."


    "That''s good."


    He ced a bag on the coffee table, "I got some scar cream for you from the hospital. Your injuries are quite serious. Although they''re not on your face, they still can''t be neglected. You''ll still need to prevent yourself from getting scarred."


    Perhaps knowing the situation, I felt a bit guilty and very grateful, and I was particrly obedient, "Okay, I''ll use it when I change the bandages tonight. There''s no rush"


    With the heating on in the room, Jack took off his white down jacket and exined with a gentle smile," Scar cream should be used once the wounds start to heal." "Got it." I nodded and made a mental note.


    As Jane was about to close the door, the takeaway arrived. She carried it into the kitchen, "Leave dinner to me tonight. You both just sit and wait for the meal."


    Hotpot was the simplest, not


    her cooking skills to be tested.


    Both Jack and I had no objections.


    In the kitchen, the faint sound of cutlery clinking could be heard. Jack looked at me sideways, his gaze slightly fixed, "Did you cry earlier?"


    "Yes." I didn''t deny it.


    After eight whole years, because of mistaken kindness, I ended up loving the wrong person.


    It was worth crying about.


    If I hadn''t made the mistake, I might not have developed such deep feelings for Ryan.


    He was the epitome of elegance and nobility, but I would never dare to see him as my own light and fall for him so easily.


    At most, I would have liked him in secret, and then moved on after graduation.


    Jack seemed helpless but misunderstood. He then tried tofort me. "Matters of the heart require fate. You were supposed to divorce anyway. Now that he''s announced his marriage, you can let go sooner..."


    "Jack." I suddenly interrupted him, gazing at his gentle, soft features, holding back but eventually asking," You''ve... always known that I made a mistake, right?"


    He frowned slightly. "What?"


    "I just learned that it was you who helped me during university."


    I looked at him seriously and softly asked, "Why... did you never tell me?"


    He paused, gently wiping the tears from my face. "I was afraid it would make you sad, just like now."


    I cautiously asked, "Does it bother you? That I always credited your kindness to Ryan...''N?velDrama.Org owns this text.


    Even though he had someone he liked.


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    However, it was only natural to want to hear a "thank you" for being kind and doing good deeds.


    "It doesn''t bother me."


    He smiled slightly, looking at me with a gaze as gentle as ever. "I can wait. I can wait for the day you want to look at me, and for the day you no longer only have eyes for him." This time, it was my turn to be stunned.


    The meaning of his words was as clear as day.


    But didn''t he have someone he''s liked for so many years...?


    I had only known him for a little over eight years.


    I bit my lip, trying to find my voice after a long pause. "What... what did you just say?"