Chapter 628
Spoiled by the President
Lucy Katz was slightly stunned. When she came to her senses, she nodded. âSure.â
âIf I had met you earlier than him, would you have liked me instead?â
Lucy stopped dead in her tracks.
She had never thought of this possibility of being with Simon Wilburn.
She felt that there were not many âwhat ifsâ in the world to begin with.
Fate brought us together; fate brought us apart. Many times, we thought that we were working hard toward getting married.
What we did not realize was that the stroke of serendipity had been set by the heavens from a long time ago.
We would never know how long we would be together for certain.
Why would we talk about the âwhat ifsâ?
She contemplated for a while. Simon did not rush her. He quietly accompanied her, waiting for her answer.
After quite some time, Lucy gently answered, âWe met when we were three years old.â
Simon was stunned.
He looked at Lucy. Her gleaming eyes revealed her remembering a past.
Her lips curved up slightly, looking through the endless mist surrounding them. âAt that time, my father was an officer serving under his uncle. He often followed Uncle Foster for duties. My mum was afraid that I would be bored being alone at home with no one to play with. She would bring me to the old Foster home to play.â
âThat was where I met him.â
Her memories opened a big hole, trapping the time that was sucking in the wind as she traveled twenty years back, to a gentle warm afternoon.
She smiled tenderly. âI was very young at that time. I couldnât even walk steadily yet. I was playing in their courtyard trying to catch dragonflies. While I was attempting to catch them, I tripped over a stone.â
âIt would be alright if I had just tripped over a stone but there was a lake of lotus flowers in front of me. I could not stand firm and fell into the lake.â
âThe lake was pretty deep. I still remember how I was drowning with the water rushing into my ears and throat.
âI desperately kicked, and shouted, and screamed, and struggled. The adults had gone to the front, and the servant accompanying me had to leave for a moment.
âNo one was there to save me. When I was just about to give up on hope, someone had suddenly held onto my hand.â
âHe then put his arm around me and used all his strength to swim to shore.
âI was scared to death and was still in a daze. I could not remember who had saved me. When I had come to my consciousness, I couldnât stop crying.
âWhen the people in the house heard that I had fallen into the water, they all anxiously came out to look for me. People were surrounding me, blaming all sorts of reasons.
âThey did not know that I had fallen into the lake myself. I did not want to blame anyone. I was just feeling very scared and needed a hug.
âThat was when I saw him. He was as drenched as me, standing not far ahead. He took out a sweet and said, âDonât cry, this is for you.
âSounds like a normal scene, doesnât it? A seven-year-old kid bravely jumping into the water to save a three-year-old kid.
âBy right, I should not remember such a distant memory, but I do remember it as clear as day.
âI even remember the glint of embarrassment on his face when he gave me a sweet. I fully remember it.â
Lucy calmly told the story. Simon quietly listened to her with no expressions on his face.
He only tightly held his hands together.
She continued, âAfter that incident, I often went to the Foster house to play. They only had one child to play with me. Big brother Foster was way older than me and needed to follow Uncle Foster to learn the ropes. He was the only one who could play with me.
âWe both became each otherâs favorite playmates. We were always sharing anything good that we had, be it games or food.
âI was always hiding behind him. He acted as a big brother to me too and would not allow anyone to bully me.â
Her eyes subtly tearing up as she told the story.
She turned to Simon and smiled. âSee how I remember everything clearly. Every moment we had is like a drawing etched deep into the recesses of my heart.â
His heart was deeply burning with livid anger. His fingers grasping tighter by the minute, his nails about to pierce through his palms.
Lucy smiled. âI always thought that I had only fallen in love with him after we had met again after all these years. I realized that my love for him had long been planted inside of me. Like a seed being carefully sowed into the ground. It just needed a bit of sunlight and a bit of water for the seed to grow its roots and stem that it may slowly grow into a big tree. That is me too. I cannot lie to myself no matter how I try to.â
She once again turned to him. This time with a serious look. âTo answer your question if I have met you first before him. Do you think I would still fall in love with him?â
âI believe that I will still fall in love with him. It is not a matter of the timing of when we met. It is because he is still him. He has been living in my heart ever since I was three years old when he jumped into the lake to rescue me. There can be no one else in this world who can replace him in my heart, who can deeply affect me as much as him.â
âSimon Wilburn, I cannot promise you nor disappoint him. Do you understand? If I am to do that, I would be failing you, failing myself, and most importantly, failing him. Iâm very sorry. I hope that you will find the perfect one for you. I wish you happiness.â
Simon clamped his mouth shut after Lucy finished.
An awkward silence loomed among them. A solemn atmosphere shrouded their surroundings.
After a long time, he suddenly sighed.
It sounded like he was humiliating himself, but it also sounded like he was insulting something else.
He faintly answered, âI understand now. I always thought that I was his equal, that my only problem was meeting you later than him. Now I finally understand...â
He smiled and hung his head slightly, trying to suppress the pain of his heart in his eyes.
After a while, he held his head up. His face returned to his normal warm colors.
He turned to Lucy and smiled. âDonât you worry. I will keep this secret locked away in my heart. I will not say such ridiculous things toward you ever again.â
Her lips curled upward and faintly responded, âThank you.â
Spoiled by the President ï¤Chapter 627 Calm Solutions Wrong Ride, Right Lover ï¤Chapter 1980 Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around!
ï¤Chapter 487 The End Pt. 5 âI should be the one thanking you. Iâve been the one troubling you and did not consider your feelings, wedging myself in between both of you. Now that I understand, you can stop fretting. I will work hard to find that soulmate for me. I hope that I can find the happiness that you both have found.â
Lucy Katz knew that he had sincerely let go upon hearing these words.
She smiled relaxingly. âIâm sure you will.â