Being Pursued By Ex-husband
Chapter 585

Chapter 585

Charlize's memory wasn't that good, so there were many things from her childhood that she couldn'tremember. It's probably because I lead too happy of a life that I never reminisce about the past. Igenuinely can't recall anything related to Spencer. A decade ago, I was only thirteen and living athome. I don't remember anything special happening that year. My life was the same as always. Justspending time in school and at home.

Having failed to recall anything special about that year, she turned to glance at her brother. “Charles.”

Upon hearing her voice, Charles opened his eyes and turned to her. “What's the matter? Have youthought things through? Have you made up your mind to refrain from getting into a relationship thisearly?”

Charlize rolled her eyes. “No. I want to ask if you've met Spencer ten years ago.”

Charles' expression clouded over when he heard his sister's words. “No.”

“I overheard your conversation earlier! He said he met me a decade ago, and you didn't ask him aboutit. Thus, it's obvious that you met him too during that time! Did he used to live in the sameneighborhood as ours but move away later? That doesn't seem right, though. His family isn't that well-off...” Charlize knew her brother too well and was aware that she would never get an answer from himno matter how hard she tried.

Therefore, she stopped asking questions and muttered endlessly instead.

As expected, Charles relented not long after. “Are you that eager to know?”

Charlize nodded immediately as she stared intently at her brother.

After staring at her briefly, Charles answered, “You had a gathering with your classmates during winterbreak that year. You came across a boy on your way home. Don't you remember?”

I genuinely do not want to remind her of this, but I know her too well. If I keep my mouth shut, she'llpester me all day.

Charlize was momentarily taken aback before swiftly remembering what happened. Oh yeah! It was myfirst time attending a class gathering, but I ended up arguing with my classmates. Halfway through thegathering, I even called Charles, asking him to send someone to pick me up. However, he camepersonally, probably because he could tell I was upset through the phone. Jadeborough was greetedwith a snowstorm that night. A classmate of mine confessed his love for me during the gathering. Theothers encouraged me to accept him as my boyfriend, but I rejected him, so my female classmatesaccused me of being pretentious. That was probably the first time I argued with someone. I almostcouldn't hold back my tears when I saw Charles, but since I'm already thirteen, I told myself I must notcry easily. As such, I resisted the urge to cry. I felt so horrible and upset on the way home that I didn'teven listen to what Charles said. I remember staring out the window in a daze. There was nothing butsnow outside. Frankly, I don't know what I was staring at or thinking. I didn't even notice it whenCharles left the car to buy me a snack. Suddenly, I saw a boy on the side of the road. He was onlywearing two thin shirts despite the heavy snow. The tattered and oversized school uniform on himmade him appear scrawny. He caught my attention because he was the only person on the emptystreet that night. I watched him trudge forward in the snow at a snail's pace. He soon collapsed after hestrode forward for a dozen meters.

Charlize remembered how shocked she was back then. As soon as she snapped back to her senses,

the first thing she did was open the car door and bolt toward the boy.

Charles, who had just returned, sprinted forward and pulled Charlize into his arms before the lattercould touch the boy.

Charlize didn't notice the wounds on the boy's face from a distance away, but after she was closeenough, she spotted his injuries. Turning to look at her brother, she whined with a look of pity in hereyes, imploring him to help. “Charles...”

Charles handed her the snacks he had just bought and carried the boy in his arms. The brother-and-sister duo then sent the boy to the hospital.

The doctor told them that the boy was running a high fever and that he would've died the next morningif he had been left outside in that weather.

Charlize thought she had done a good deed and no longer felt as upset about what happened duringthe gathering. Sadly, the boy still didn't regain consciousness until Charlize and Charles left.

However, Charles promised he'd ask the family driver to send Charlize to the hospital the next morningso she could check on the boy. To her surprise, the boy was already gone by the time she arrived at theward. The nurse told her he woke up about an hour after Charlize left the night before, stubbornlyremoved the needle from his arm, and ambled out of the building.

Charlize was so disappointed when she heard that and was worried that he'd faint again. If he did, hemight not be as lucky to meet another good samaritan who would bring him to a hospital. Sheremembered being so worried that she tried searching for the boy, but sadly, she knew too little about

him. The only thing she was certain of was that he was a student from Central High School.

It was impossible to locate him based on that information alone, and she was basically trying to searchfor a needle in a haystack. A semester later, she gave up and stopped looking for him. After sheattended high school, she would think about the boy she met that night from time to time. Despite herattempts to search for him again, she still couldn't determine his whereabouts. As time passed, shegradually forgot about him. After all, that wasn't something very important to her. Never in her wildestdreams did she expect the boy to be Spencer. What a twist of fate.

All of a sudden, an indescribable feeling bubbled in her heart.

Spencer told me he knew me a decade ago. Does that mean he already liked me since we first met?She couldn't help but blush as she thought about that.

When the car stopped inside the Johnson residence, the driver opened the door.

Charles frowned when he saw that Charlize wasn't moving. “We're home, Charlize.”

Upon hearing her brother's voice, Charlize snapped back to her senses and peered at him. “Got it.”

The look in Charles' eyes changed when he spotted his sister's reddish cheeks. “Why does your facelook flushed? Are you feeling okay? Do you have a fever?”

Embarrassed, Charlize shook her head. “No. It's getting late, Charles. I need to take a bath and rest.Goodnight!”

As she spoke, she bolted into the mansion and soon disappeared from Charles' sight.