The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 42

A month ago, he told me he was planning to celebrate my birthday and had been preparing for a whole year.

But now, on the screen, Ash was laughing happily in David’s family home.

The peonies planted in the yard were also Ash’s favorite flowers.

The hot air balloon that David had once used to propose soared into the sky once again.

This time, I could clearly see the words behind it.

“Tuner loves A”

The “A” was Ash’s A, not my Amy’s A.

I heard David’s voice on the live stream, sincere as though making a vow.

“Ash, may you live a life of happiness and peace.”

I turned off my phone, took the plane ticket my uncle had bought me, and boarded the flight.

David, we will never meet again.

David clenched his phone, inexplicably feeling uneasy deep inside.

He had sent me a message an hour ago, but I hadn’t replied.

Ash noticed David’s distracted demeanor and felt a pang of jealousy. She subtly moved closer to him.

“David, could you move the camera a little? This angle is making me look bad.”

David, for some reason, felt empty inside. He turned off the camera and gave a perfunctory smile.

“Let’s call it a day, Ash. I’ll take you home.”

But his assistant suddenly shouted.

“Boss Turner, why did you turn it off? The live stream just cut off!”

David furrowed his brows. “What live stream?”

Ash tugged at his hand, beginning to act coquettish.

“Didn’t you say you were preparing a surprise for me? I had the assistant connect your phone to the live stream so we could share the video you just filmed, as a little keepsake!”

David felt increasingly agitated. He hadn’t expected Ash to start the live stream without his permission, but he suppressed his frustration.

“I’ll have someone take you home.”

After sending Ash away, David discovered that I hadn’t replied to his messages in the last three hours.

A great sense of panic rose in him. He rushed to the cemetery but found it empty.

He hurried to the hospital room only to discover it was already empty, with a letter left on the table.

David’s eyelids twitched violently, and an ominous feeling overtook him. Cold sweat broke out on his back.

He opened the envelope and found the divorce papers. His legs weakened, and he nearly collapsed.

“How is this possible?!”

The assistant barged in, “Not good, Boss Turner! Someone just left a message in the live chat wishing you and Miss Ash a 99-year anniversary. The username looks like your wife’s name...”

“I traced the IP address and found...”

The cleaning lady awkwardly wiped her hands.

“Sorry, did I come to the wrong room? I thought this was Amy’s room?”

David hoarsely replied, “It’s her room.”

The sanitation worker peeked inside, clicking her tongue.

“Are you her colleagues? Where’s that girl? Did she get discharged?”

“So pitiful, you don’t know, when I brought her to the hospital that day, she was lying on the road. Her breathing was more shallow than deep. If I hadn’t taken her to the hospital, she might have...”

“I asked if she had anyone at home, and she said she was all alone... I was thinking of checking on her today…”

Hearing this, David froze, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes. The strings in his mind snapped.

“She said she was alone at home? I shouldn’t have left her on the street... How could this be…”

David’s mind flashed back to that night when I was frail, pale, and bloodless.

He bit his lower lip, no longer daring to think further.

David’s phone rang. He grabbed it like a lifeline and answered immediately.

“Amy...”

But to his disappointment, it wasn’t me on the other end.

“Is this Amy’s husband? I’m her psychologist. I’ve been trying to reach her all day yesterday but couldn’t get through, so I called you instead.”

“I just wanted to ask, since she said she could hear again after returning home, has her hearing declined these past few days? I’ve prepared some medicine for her. If she’s free, she should come by.”