When they left, it was finally quiet.
Nathaniel stopped pretending to have a stomachache and resumed his usual composure.
Lucinda cast a scornful glance at him.
âArenât you supposed to be in pain? Whyâd you stop pretending?â
Without saying anything, Nathaniel approached and suddenly knelt down in front of her.
This time, he knelt down voluntarily.
Brinleigh had gotten down on one knee to confess his love for her.
Nathaniel, on the other hand, knelt down to apologize to her.
Confused, Lucinda asked, âWhat on earth are you doing?â
Raising his head, Nathaniel locked eyes with her firmly.
âThereâs something thatâs been troubling me for years.
If I ask you something, will you please tell me the truth?â
âSpit it out already,â Lucinda said impatiently.
âWere you at Pine Street on March 14th thirteen years ago? Did you save the life of a little boy?â
Lucinda opened her mouth to deny it, but Nathaniel continued stubbornly.
âIf you keep lying to me, Iâll keep on investigating.
I wonât stop until I get to the bottom of this!
â
âDoes the truth really matter?â she asked, frowning.
âOf course it does.
â
Lucinda could see the determination and sincerity in his eyes.
It seemed that he really wanted her to speak the truth.
âIf I tell you, will you drop the investigation?â
âYes,â he said firmly.
Lucinda didnât think that this matter was a big deal, so she decided to tell him the truth.
âYes, I was there thirteen years ago.
And yes, I saved a boy that had gotten into a car accident.
I donât remember anything else.
â
Nathanielâs eyes immediately welled up with tears.
He had to lower his head to hide them.
In a trembling voice, he muttered, âThatâs more than enough.
â
He had been wrong all these years- so terribly wrong!
The girl he loved and the girl he owed his life to was one and the same person.
He had already married her, but he didnât cherish her.