Mr. Sallow's Sinful Wife
Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Chapter 143 Nicholas, Do You Want To Know Who He Is? (1)

“It’s nothing. It’s a little hot, so I’ll eat it later,” Nancy said.

As she lowered her head, a sweet smile tugged at the corners of her lips.

She remembered that during high school, couples at school often went out to eat together. As she hadnever been in a romantic relationship, she didn’t quite understand love in the beginning.

However, she would frequently see young couples sharing a meal, whether it was a pizza or a plate ofpasta. Sometimes, the guys would feed the girls, and the girls would light up like fireworks. Thosecouples were affectionate and sweet.

Being young and innocent at that time, Nancy believed that love was as simple as sharing a meal. Thecouple would be willing to eat each other’s leftovers.

She thought that being alone was happiness. As she grew older, she realized how naive and beautifulher thoughts were during that time.

After she grew up, she finally understood how many complexities and calculations were involved inadult love.

Nevertheless, she continued to believe that love should be beautiful and sweet stubbornly.

Even though she had been hurt by love many times, she still held onto this belief.

While she and Nicholas had long lost the chance to spend their lives together, at least for this moment,she felt that they were just like the young couples around them..

It was as if they weren’t adults, hadn’t been married, and hadn’t been divorced.

They were like a pair of innocent and sweet high school students enjoying the sweetness of love to thefullest.

This was all it took for Nancy to feel content.

They both ate the large plate of spaghetti very slowly.

Towards the end, the pasta was all gone, leaving only a bit of sauce.

Nancy had already eaten her fill.

She had just put down her fork when she saw Nicholas pick up a spoon and scoop up the remainingsauce from the plate.

At that moment, Nancy was as shocked as she was surprised.

To her, Nicholas didn’t seem like the kind of person who would have the leftover sauce after sharing aplate with someone. “Isn’t sharing a plate with me already difficult for him?” she thought.

After a moment of surprise, she asked, “Are you still hungry? Should I order another portion for you?”

“I’m full.”

Nicholas quickly understood and explained, “I just felt that sharing a meal with you from the same plateis a beautiful feeling. In the future, we might not have this opportunity again, so I want to cherish it.”

When they finished their meal and left the small restaurant, it was already dark, and the stars lit up sky.

The clear weather made the stars blink like countless dazzling gems, creating a beautiful view.

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Nancy said with nostalgia as they reached the school gate, “I really miss this place. I wish we could goinside.”

“Give me a moment,” Nicholas commented.

He then quickly left.

He jogged towards the security office by the gate and seemed to have a conversation with the securityguard. Moments later, he returned.

As he was running for a bit, he breathed slightly faster when he told Nancy, “It’s done. We can go in.”

“What?”

Nancy was genuinely surprised and didn’t react for a moment.

After a while, she gradually regained her senses and asked, “Did the security guard agree to let us in? Iheard they have strict access controls here and don’t allow unrelated people inside.”

In reality, Nancy had tried to enter the school many times, but she was always stopped at the gate.

“We can go in now.” Nicholas then added, “But I might need to hold your hand to do it.”

“Why?”

“Because…” Nicholas paused. His deep, pleasant voice slowly sounded in the night. “I told them thatmy wife and I are alumni of this school. We met here ten years ago, and today is our weddinganniversary. My wife really misses this place and wants to visit for an hour. I assured them we’d leavewithin an hour. And I gave each of them a pack of cigarettes.”

After hearing this, Nancy couldn’t help but exclaim, “Are you sure we should be lying about something

like that?”

“It’s not entirely a lie; there’s some truth to it,” Nicholas retorted.

Her heart suddenly pounded. “Does he know that I first met him at this school?” she wondered.

She lifted her head and asked in a voice that almost trembled, “You knew?”

“Knew what?” Nicholas was puzzled.

“I mean, did you remember when we first met?” Nancy tried to clarify halfway through, fearing she

might not be expressing herself clearly. She changed her words in her nervousness. “Do youremember the first time we met?”

“The first time?” He thought for a moment. “Wasn’t the first time we met when you came to the SallowResidence with the bracelet to replace Grandpa?”

Nancy shook her head silently in the dark. It seemed Nicholas still didn’t remember.

He had completely, utterly forgotten it. He didn’t remember anything about the time they first met.

“And when did I ever forget anything?” Nicholas asked.

Shaking her head, Nancy replied, “No. It was my mistake.”

As they entered the school, Nicholas held Nancy’s hand.

The night breeze was a bit chilly, and Nancy’s small hand was cold. But with Nicholas holding it in hislarge palm, it quickly warmed up.

They continued holding hands until they entered. By then, Nancy’s hand was much warmer.

“Where do you want to go?” Nicholas asked.

“The sports field.”

This time, she answered decisively and directly. It was because she first met him on the sports field.

As they walked to the field, Nancy felt slightly excited.

Ten years had passed, and the field was still the same as before, with the same scenery and the same.location.

Many things in the school changed over the years. Walls had been renovated, new teaching buildingswere constructed, and even the library and cafeteria had moved. The field, however, remained familiar.

As she stood there, memories from the past flooded into her mind like a tide.

It was like watching a movie where every scene, every minute, and every second was so clear andreal.

Suddenly, she felt like everything had happened just yesterday, but in reality, ten years had passed.

Time had gone by so quickly.

In the blink of an eye, she had known him for a decade.

A tear rolled down the corner of her eye unnoticed in the darkness, and Nancy discreetly wiped it away.

Although it was dark, Nicholas/noticed it.

At that moment, his heart sank continuously.

It felt like it was sinking rapidly into a bottomless abyss.

He struggled against it, but his chest felt suffocating.

He suddenly remembered the question he had asked her about her having a special fondness for theschool.

How had she responded?

She said, “Because of nostalgia. The most beautiful and happiest years of my youth were spent here.”

Is her happiness and joy solely attributed to the man she holds dear in her heart? Ever since hebecame a part of this school, it has infused warmth into her experience and illuminated her entireyouth… Is this truly the reason?

Nicholas could no longer endure the suffocating sensation in his heart. Although he had initially made apromise to himself not to ponder or inquire about it, he found himself unable to resist any longer as hedirectly asked, “Is it because of him?”