Never Meant to Be Together Chapter 08
“I’m sorry. I was the one who killed our first child with my own hands.”
Rowan raised his hand and slapped himself again and again.
“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Wylie. I’m a b*stard! I’m a monster…
“Please give me one more chance. I-I want to make it up to you. I want to spend the rest of my life making things right.”
The fading rays of the sunset streamed through the window, falling over Rowan’s broken and helpless figure.
For some reason, it reminded me of the first time I met him.
It had also been in a hospital, in a hospital room.
Back then, there was a bright yet desperate light in his eyes as he held my hand and asked, “Dr. Lane, it’s okay. If you can’t cure me, it’s okay.”
At that time, I had just returned from a field hospital overseas.
Youth had filled me with confidence and determination.
I smiled and told him, “No. I have absolute confidence that I can cure you.”
However, I never expected that Rowan’s condition was far from an ordinary heart disease.
There were repeated critical condition notices and constantly abnormal medical readings.
They nearly destroyed my confidence on the operating table.
Just when I was even close to breaking down, this dying man was the one who comforted me instead.
He told the funniest jokes just to make me smile.
The sunset fell across his face. Somehow, in that dying vessel of a person, I saw the brightest signs of life.
The light in his eyes reignited my hope. It pushed me to give everything I had and create a miracle.
The day his surgery ended successfully, we held each other tightly.
We were like two vines that recognized one another, intertwining and growing together.
Later, we traveled to Hokkaido to watch the fish swim. We went skiing in Switzerland.
We prayed together at the Puji Temple for health and happiness.
I truly believed that we might really grow old together.
“My mind is now filled with the image of you standing there, watching our child suffer and die without doing anything. How do you expect me to forgive you?”
“Rowan, I really once wanted to spend forever with you.”
However, the wheels of fate had quietly begun to turn.
The presence of another woman slowly seeped into our lives. The endless arguments slowly drained away seven years of love.
During the hardest time, I went back to Puji Temple alone. Almost desperately, I questioned the gods and Buddhas above me.
‘Does true love still exist in this world? Does a love that never changes still exist?’
That day, incense filled the air, but the Buddha remained silent.
The gods looked down from above, coldly watching the ugly desires and betrayals of the human world.
As I stood beneath an ancient tree that had existed for centuries, I noticed the words written on a prayer tag.
[May my Vivian always stay safe, happy, and blessed. – Rowan Brook.]
My heart sank into an icy abyss.
Perhaps this broken, cursed relationship that had long been full of wounds was severed by fate itself at
moment.
Now, I looked down at Rowan kneeling before me. My voice was calm and without a trace of emotion.
“The wedding is gone, the child is gone, and I no longer love you.
“That means only one thing: we’re over.”
We were completely over.
We could never go back.
Before he could say another word, I picked up my phone and called the police.
The police arrived soon after and took away the last person who had escaped.
After I was discharged from the hospital, I hired one of the most ruthless lawyers in the industry.
I organized every piece of evidence, then filed a lawsuit against the four of them.
On the day of the trial, the weather was beautiful.
Sunlight poured through the tall courtroom windows, yet it could not warm a single face sitting in the defendant’s seat.
Fabricating evidence, intentional assault, conspiracy, and false accusations…
With multiple charges combined, the final verdicts were delivered one after another.
that
Rowan, Vivian, Charles, and Sandy finally received the consequences they deserved. Their own actions had come back to them.
After the trial ended, Sandy ran toward me in tears.
“Wylie, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry!
“I know nothing I say now can make up for what I did, but I still want you to know I truly saw you as my best friend…”
Charles also fell to his knees.
“Wylie, I’m sorry. I failed our parents.
“I don’t deserve to be your brother. I won’t ask you to forgive me. I only hope that you’ll take good care of yourself from now on. Never trust someone like me again.”
I stood there quietly, listening until they finished.
My eyes burned slightly. Still, in the end, I did not let my tears fall.
I simply pulled my hand away from Sandy’s grip and took a step back.
“Goodbye forever.
“Let’s never meet again.”
Then I turned around, walked out of the courthouse, and got into the car heading back to Paulownia Hills Hospital
The streets outside the window slowly moved backward, like the entire past of this city was being left behind.
I would continue practicing medicine there.
I would stand beneath the surgical lights and pull life after life back from the edge of death.
I would eat well, sleep well, and live my life well.
I would never again shed a single unnecessary tear for people who were never worth it.
From this day forward, the people from my past and I would go our separate ways, each toward the future we chose.
I would live well on my own.
