Chapter 543 Louie, I Want to Cry
"These words, I didn't want to say them initially because I've always trusted you and believed you could handle it."
"But now, Jessica has even come to our home. If Celia wakes up and finds out, how do you expect her to face it? She definitely won't be able to handle it."
"Francis, I'm begging you, please have mercy on Celia. Don't let her get hurt again. Celia is pregnant!"
Alisha spoke with tears streaming down her face.
Every word was filled with deep emotion, and since Alisha was an elderly woman, Francis could only feel more guilty as he listened.
"Mrs. Bell, it's my fault. Don't worry, I will treat Celia well."
"Alright, since you said so, I'll believe you. You must not let me down."
Having achieved her goal, Alisha turned around with a slight smile of satisfaction on her face.
Sitting in the car, Jessica calmly said, "Louie, take me back!"
"Okay."
On the way, Jessica remained very quiet.
Jessica turned her head to the side, silently watching the scenery pass by.
Louie knew Jessica was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to disturb her, only silently keeping an eye on her.
He drove very slowly.
Even though it was the same stretch of road, it took him only ten minutes to get there, but nearly half an hour to return.
At the door, Jessica didn't get out.
"Mrs. Walton."
Seeing her in a daze, Louie cautiously spoke.
Jessica seemed to wake up from a dream, looked at the door in front of her, and said, "I want to go to the beach to get some fresh air. Can you take me there?"
"Okay." Louie agreed without hesitation.
In a few minutes, they arrived at the beach.
The beach was refreshing, and the gentle breeze caressed their faces.
As she walked, her steps involuntarily stopped by the bench from last time.
She remembered spraining her ankle on this bench last time.
She had pleaded with Francis to take her back.
Francis initially refused, very coldly.
But in the end, Francis agreed.
Not only did Francis check her wound, but he also helped her and took her home on his motorcycle.
But now, everything had changed.
All the good times had vanished in an instant.
Jessica sat down and looked at Louie, "Come sit for a while!"
Louie suddenly felt a bit at a loss and said, "I'll stand by and watch over you."
"But I don't need you to watch over me. What I need is for you to lend me a shoulder to lean on."
Louie understood.
He walked over and sat on the bench.
Jessica didn't speak, just silently leaned her head on his shoulder.
At that moment, she was overwhelmed with the urge to cry.
It was such a familiar scene, but unfortunately, the person beside her was not Gabriel.
"Louie, do you know? I'm very sad today."
"I was very sad when I found out he lost his memory, but I kept telling myself that as long as he was alive, it was the best thing. And I had confidence that even if he lost his memory, as long as I stayed by his side, accompanied him, one day he would remember."
"Even if he couldn't remember, I believed he would fall in love with me again."
"I've always believed that true love makes you fall in love over and over again."
"But I was wrong. In his eyes and heart, there's only his fiancée."
She leaned on Louie, narrating calmly.
Her tone was so calm it barely fluctuated.
But the more calm she was, the more it pained Louie.
Louie's lips trembled several times, but he couldn't find the right words to comfort her.
"Louie, I want to cry," she suddenly said.
Then, she reached out and touched her belly, "Baby, I'm sad today. Can you let me cry?"
"I promise you, after I finish crying, I will pull myself together."
Soon, tears fell like broken pearls.
Some landed on her hands, some on her clothes.
Before long, a patch was soaked.
Jessica looked at the sea in front of her and didn't say another word.
When Louie turned to look again, she might have cried herself to sleep or was too heartbroken, as she had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep.
When she woke up, Jessica seemed to have forgotten everything that happened that day.
Some things, she never mentioned again.
The next time she saw Francis was five days later.
Louie said the sunset was particularly beautiful that evening, Jessica went to the beach.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Louie and Jessica walked a few steps, they ran into Francis, and standing next to him was Celia.
Just like the first time they met here, Celia was holding Francis's arm, and Francis was leaning close to Celia.
Celia had a bright and charming smile on her face.
Celia looked very well, clearly having had a happy and fulfilling few days.
In contrast, Jessica was a stark contrast.
Compared to Celia's radiance, Jessica looked particularly bleak.
Jessica's face still bore a slight pallor.
Her already delicate features now appeared gaunt.
Not only that, but Jessica also seemed to have lost a lot of weight, looking as if a mere gust of wind could sweep her away.
Francis's heart ached faintly.
Francis's gaze fell on Louie as if questioning, "How have you been taking care of Jessica? How did she become so thin?"
As Francis and Jessica brushed past each other, Jessica pressed her thin lips together and said nothing.
Jessica thought, 'There was no need for me and Francis to speak anymore.'
'Moreover, in the few days we hadn't seen each other, Francis and Celia seemed even more in love.'
Francis and Jessica were still on the beach, with Jessica sitting on the bench watching the sunset.
Jessica took a few photos with her phone, finding them particularly beautiful.
But Francis, rather than looking at the scenery, was looking at Jessica.
This scene didn't go unnoticed by Celia.
Celia was, of course, unhappy.
Celia held up her phone and brought it in front of Francis, "Francis, today's sunset is beautiful. Take a few pictures of me."
"Okay!"
Then, Celia ran over, striking one pose after another.
Jessica watched and had to admit that Celia was stunning.
"Francis, hurry up and take the picture!" Celia suddenly shouted.
Because she noticed Francis's gaze had fallen on Jessica.
"Okay, I'll take a good one for you. Move back a bit, a little to the left, yes, right there, stand still."
At that moment, Francis took out his phone.
In the framed photo, not far from Celia, there was a small figure.
Upon closer inspection, it was Jessica sitting on the bench.
Suddenly, Jessica heard Celia scream.
The next moment, Jessica saw Francis quickly run over.
Jessica couldn't hear Francis's voice, but she could see the anxious expression on his face, so worried.
That must be love, for Francis to be so concerned.
Then, Jessica saw Francis holding Celia in his arms.
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