Chapter 982: Looking up at Kristopher, Aliza saw the depth in his gaze, filled with unreadable emotions. She felt a twinge of unease.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHer expression soured, and she retorted, "Why are you interrogatinglike this?" Unlike previous days, Kristopher did not soften. He said firmly, "Answer me. Why did you have an argument? Did you go to her, or did she cto you?" Aliza had a sinking feeling that Kristopher had discovered something—a piece of evidence she had overlooked. With so many people at the hospital, someone must have seen something while she was distracted. If Kristopher had rushed over so urgently to confront her, he must have found something significant.
The plan was never foolproof; she had simply hoped he wouldn't dig too deep. Yet here he was, unwilling to let it go. Aliza hadn't expected that even after risking everything—including her "child"-Kristopher would still pursue the truth behind their argument.
Her mother's words echoed in her mind: "Don't be stubborn. Sometimes, admitting fault is more effective than defending yourself. When evidence is undeniable, resisting it will only make things worse.” Quickly calculating her options, Aliza let her eyes well up with tears. Lowering her gaze, she spoke softly, her voice laced with regret. "I'm sorry, Kristopher. I was wrong." Kristopher had braced himself for denials, excuses, and manipulation. A part of him had even hoped she would deny it-that perhaps this confrontation would sever the relationship he barely remembered. But Aliza's sudden, quiet confession caught him off guard. Her unexpected vulnerability left him at a loss for words.
When the silence stretched too long, anxiety crept in. Aliza's heart pounded, her mind racing.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer fingers slipped discreetly under the blanket, and she pinched her thigh hard enough to draw real tears. Her voice trembled as she said, "It's because I love you too much. You and Carrie have always been so... tangled. When I saw her at the hospital, I thought she was secretly there to see you. I just... I just wanted to talk to her, to beg her to stay away. I have a child, Kristopher. I don't want my child growing up wondering why their father doesn't love their mother. I wouldn't know how to answer that." Her words blended truth with carefully crafted lies, a skill she'd perfected over the years. The more she spoke, the more the emotions surged-genuine fear mixing with calculated guilt.
Kristopher's grip on his phone tightened. He had planned to confront her with the video-undeniable proof. But as he watched her crumble before him, a wave of guilt washed over him.
His resolve faltered. With a weary sigh, he deleted the video and slich the phone back into his pocket. The evidence that could have exposed her was now gone.
His expression softened. He sat on the edge of the bed, gently taking Aliza's trembling hand "Maybe m share sof the blame. I'll try to avoid Carrie from now on. Even though I can't remember our past-or my past with her-I think I've finally pieced things together."