The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 85

Dr. Smith patted him on the shoulder. "Congratulations, Mr. Green, your wish has come true. Don’t forget to invite me to the wedding."

After the doctor left, Aaron stood there, stunned for a few minutes.

"It’s impossible!"

"This isn’t true!!!"

"How could Silas not tell me?!"

Aaron muttered to himself, almost out of his mind.

"Silas! Pick up the phone!" He kept calling my number.

But what he didn’t know was that I had already blocked every way he could contact me.

After several unanswered calls, he staggered out.

I, on the other hand, slipped out through the side door and took a taxi to the airport.

No more meetings, Aaron.

Let this love drown under the moonlight.

The man who came to pick me up was an extraordinarily handsome man.

He took my suitcase and introduced himself, "I’m Archie, sent by my little uncle to pick you up."

I nodded, feeling a little nervous.

The head of the Gibson family, a man with immense power, had loved my mother deeply and remained unmarried for her.

He had once promised me that whenever I wanted to leave, he would take me away.

We arrived at the Gibson family’s mansion.

The butler had already prepared a bedroom for me, decorated in soft pink tones, like a beautiful princess room.

I stayed in there, while Archie stayed in the room next to mine.

The death of Lucas became an unforgettable nightmare. In the dead of night, I would dream of it calling out to me, as though asking why I didn’t come back sooner.

The thick curtains blocked out the sunlight, and I slept day and night.

Until Archie suddenly pulled open the curtains, arrogantly crossing his arms as he looked at me, "I told you, Miss Palmer, if you keep sleeping, I’ll have to call the police."

He casually grabbed my hand and forced me to sit at the vanity to do my makeup, then dragged me downstairs to the park to feed pigeons.

Having fun for an entire day, I was a little exhausted as I leaned against the railing.

He bought me an ice cream and shoved it into my hand. "Silas, if you don't come out and see the sun, you'll never know how bright it is today."

The glaring sunlight hit me, and I suddenly squatted down, crying uncontrollably.

Since the day I left, I hadn’t shed a single tear, as if a heavy stone was pressing down on my heart, making it hard to breathe.

Archie Gibson crouched down beside me, silently comforting me by patting my back.

Since that day, whenever there was time, he would drag me out to have fun. More and more books and toys filled my room, as if he had made up his mind to keep me busy.

Half a year passed.

I gradually began to emerge from the shadow and even started to enjoy the time I spent staring out the balcony, writing some works.

Until one day, I suddenly received a phone call from abroad.

I stood there, stunned. I never imagined the reason behind it would be this.

How good was Aaron to me back then?

So good that when I realized he liked me, my first reaction was to get better and respond to him, so that he wouldn’t be hurt.

"Silas, I can’t lose you again."

He pulled me into his arms, and tears fell heavily on my neck.

Since I could remember, I had only seen Aaron cry once.

It was when I had a high fever and kept muttering nonsense, calling for my parents. No matter how much he called me, I couldn’t respond. Even the doctor said I was beyond saving.

He cried by my side, begging me to wake up.

He said, "Silas, as long as I’m here, you’ll never be alone."

"Silas, you promised me we’d be together forever, right?"

When I woke up, he was crying even harder, holding me tightly in his arms.

He was aggrieved and fierce, saying, "Silas, without my permission, I don’t agree for you to leave."

At the time, I didn’t understand what that feeling was, but I gently wiped away his tears with my fingertips, nodding repeatedly.

That was the first time.

Now, it was the second.

But it was under these circumstances.