Chapter 267 The Accident
Dalton buried his face in his hands, tears slipping through his fingers. Regret washed over him. For too long, he’d let himself spiral, drowning in a life of excess. But in those fleeting moments of sobriety, the hollowness inside him only deepened.
He loved Meryl. He couldn’t let her go! No matter how much he drank to numb the pain, he still loved her! It was a feeling he couldn’t deny. That was why, tonight, with Chandler called away by his grandfather, Dalton seized the opportunity to find her. Before coming here, Dalton had drunk a lot of alcohol. There were things he would never have the courage to say when sober. But once drunk, nothing held him back.
“Meryl, come back to me!” Dalton said.
As soon as the words left his mouth, Meryl was stunned. “What did he say?” she thought.
“Dalton? Get a grip and take a good look at who I am. You’ve got the wrong person, right?” Meryl said, utterly baffled.
“I know exactly who you are! Meryl! Come back to me! Leave Chandler, and I can give you a much better life!”
Meryl was speechless. The world had truly gone mad. The same Dalton who once scorned her was now begging her to take him back.
“I’m your uncle’s wife, for heaven’s sake. Do you hear yourself? Is this how you speak to me? What’s gotten into you? Did Lydia cheat on you?” Meryl asked. After thinking it over, she could only come up with this explanation.
Dalton shook his head. “I’m divorcing Lydia. She’s a fraud, she deceived me.”
Meryl was again at a loss for words. Dalton and Lydia never registered their marriage; they only held a wedding ceremony. Charlotte never approved of Lydia, so when Dalton insisted on marrying her, Charlotte withheld Dalton’s ID, refusing to give it to him. In families like theirs, it was tradition to sort out property matters before tying the knot. Dalton, however, was the Aniston heir with a massive fortune in his name. It took time to account for everything, delaying their marriage license even further. Now, it didn’t matter anymore–because Dalton no longer wanted to be with Lydia.
“Lydia impersonated you, knowing full well how much the cellist means to me.” As Dalton spoke, he suddenly grabbed Meryl’s hand and placed it on his head. “Meryl, have you forgotten? I had a car accident because of you. I suffered a head injury, and this scar–it’s because of you. Do you remember?”
Feeling the scar on his head, Meryl was taken aback. A significant reason for Dalton’s coma after the accident was due to the traumatic brain injury. He drove through the pouring rain to pick her up, but as he made a turn, he accidentally crashed into a utility pole on the side of the road. The pole shattered the car’s window, and a piece of glass, propelled by the force of the impact, lodged into Dalton’s head. Although the shard was eventually removed, it left him with stitches and a permanent scar. Before that accident, Dalton had treated her very well. But after he woke up from the crash, everything changed–Lydia became the only woman he loved.
It turned out that everything that should have belonged to her had been stolen by Lydia’s deceit. Meryl suddenly realized the truth.