After the divorce, the aloof female CEO was filled with regret.

"I didn't hurt Ye Qiu! How can you be so unreasonable, even making things difficult for a junior like me?" Chen Yiran was filled with panic. He was about to turn around and run away when someone suddenly covered his mouth and forcibly dragged him into the van.

This scene unfolded quietly in a corner where no one noticed; no one saw it, and no one could save him.

As night fell, the doctor finally emerged from the emergency room. Grandpa Jiang and Xu Yikang immediately rose from their seats, their expressions tense.

The doctor approached Jiang Yuwei and said, "Ms. Jiang, your husband is very lucky. He must rest for the next period of time. He suffered another head injury, but it seems that he is not seriously injured at the moment. However, we will have to wait until he wakes up to make a further diagnosis."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yikang could no longer control his emotions, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Grandpa Jiang's tense nerves relaxed instantly. He clasped his hands together and murmured to himself, "Thank God, thanks to Buddha's protection, Ye Qiu has finally pulled through."

Then, he looked at Jiang Yuwei, his tone filled with concern and reproach: "Girl, are you relieved now? Go and eat something quickly, otherwise Ye Qiu will be fine, but you'll collapse from exhaustion, that won't do!"

Jiang Yuwei hadn't had a drop of water all day, and her throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire, making it almost impossible for her to make a sound.

She wore a trench coat, and her exquisitely beautiful face appeared calm and composed, but the complex emotions in her eyes revealed the turmoil in her heart.

With a hoarse voice, she asked urgently, "Can I go see him now?"

The doctor shook his head and patiently explained, "You'll need to be observed in the ICU tonight. If everything is normal, you can be transferred to a regular ward tomorrow."

The doctor said I should wake up the next day, but no one expected that I would fall into a deep sleep for several days and be unable to wake up no matter what.

The nightmare was like an endless TV series, playing on a loop in my mind.

The scene in my first life was exactly the same as the dream I had when I lost my memory. Grandpa Jiang personally arranged for Jiang Yuwei and me to get married. We were very loving after our marriage, until Gu Mengmeng returned from doing business abroad. She was my childhood playmate, and Jiang Yuwei even got jealous of her, causing some minor conflicts.

Jiang Yuwei is naturally aloof; once a relationship no longer revolves around her, she will not hesitate to end it.

I was filled with doubt: did she really understand what love was, and did she possess the emotions that ordinary people should have?

But she didn't give me any chance to explain and directly filed for divorce. At that time, I had just learned that my father had an illegitimate son, Li Jingxiu, and I was already depressed. Her words provoked me even more, and I slammed the door and left. I wanted to go out and calm down, but I was in a car accident and lost my life.

In my second life, Jiang Yuwei pursued me. Compared to my first life, she seemed more humane. I fell in love with her at first sight and married her as I wished. However, less than three months into our marriage, Jiang Yuwei went on a business trip, and I perished in a sudden earthquake.

In the third life, it was still Grandpa Jiang who acted as matchmaker. At first, Jiang Yuwei ignored me, but I fell in love with her at first sight and pursued her relentlessly, finally winning her heart three months after our marriage. After that, we were inseparable, our relationship was sweet, and we even held hands while walking the dog, making others envious.

In the sixth month of our marriage, I accompanied her abroad to sign a contract, only to be caught in a terrorist attack. To protect her, I shielded her from the bullets and fell into her arms. In my dying moments, I was filled with resentment and regret. I loved her deeply; our love was at its peak, yet we couldn't escape such a tragic end. My bloodied hands gripped hers tightly, and tears streamed uncontrollably down my face as I watched her despairing and pained expression. I was so reluctant to leave her, yet I knew my days were numbered.

"Wife... I beg you, please don't forget me... and you're not allowed to... fall in love with someone else..." The bullet pierced my abdomen, the pain was unbearable, and tears blurred my vision, I could no longer see her face, I could only hear her hoarse voice in my ear: "You're not allowed to die, if you dare to die in front of me again, I really won't want you anymore!"

I didn't understand why she would threaten me with such words at this critical moment. My eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and lying in her arms, I felt ice-cold all over. "Wife... I'm so unwilling to accept this. I just made you... made you fall in love with me..."

I am filled with regret. Our love had just begun to blossom, and it withered before it could even bloom. I regret that I cannot spend my life with her. If she falls in love with someone else soon, I will not be able to rest in peace even if I die. But if I leave her alone to live a lonely life, my heart will ache terribly.

If I could, I would only wish for her to have a happier life than she has now.

So, as her tears continued to fall onto my face, I used my last bit of strength to whisper, "You must live well... live happily..."

After saying that, I slowly closed my eyes, forcing a smile, "I...allow you...to forget me..."

After uttering those final words, I breathed my last.