Chapter 765 Nightmare
"Where will he get the nerve?" Fiona reached out and held Darwin's hand. "Darwin, have you ever doubted that I was with you for your money?"
"No." Darwin shook his head.
Fiona immediately smiled, then kissed Darwin and lightly pinched his earlobe. "Honey, you're so sweet, aren't you?"
"Mm." Darwin instinctively enjoyed Fiona's praise. Every time she praised him, Darwin felt a warm feeling in his heart.
"Do you want to hear about your parents?" Fiona held his hand tightly. "I have to warn you, it's cruel, and it caused you a lot of pain for a long time."
Darwin looked at her. In Fiona's eyes, there was an indescribable tenderness.
"So that's what's been bothering you?" Darwin squeezed her hand. "That's why you've been restless all night?"
"Mm," Fiona admitted honestly.
"Go ahead," Darwin nodded gently. "I don't want my wife to be troubled by these things!"
Fiona laughed helplessly. Then she lowered her gaze and carefully worded in her mind. "Your nominal parents are Mr. Soloman Sr. and Anniston..." Fiona then revealed Darwin's true identity in detail. Darwin listened without much reaction. He only frowned when he heard that Anniston was already dead.
"That's it." Fiona let out a long breath. "I don't know if Mr. Soloman Sr. is aware of your true identity, but he never cared about you. When you had an accident, he didn't ask about it. It was over a month later when he brought people to find me, saying that since you didn't leave a will, he had the right to divide your property."
"And then?" Darwin looked at her, asking gently.
"What else could he do? My husband didn't die, so where would the inheritance come from!" Fiona said without hesitation.
Darwin's gaze softened even more.
"Are you okay?" Fiona gently caressed his cheek, asking with concern.
Darwin shook his head. He wasn't comforting Fiona; he had no memory, so it was like listening to someone else's bizarre story. He only felt a little frustrated when he heard about Anniston causing the accident that almost killed him. But he had no reaction to Mr. Soloman Sr.
However, from Fiona's words, Darwin pieced together some other things.
"Darwin, what kind of person was I before?" Darwin kissed Fiona's hand and asked seriously, "Was I particularly ruthless and despicable?"
"How could you think that?" Fiona asked in surprise.
"I just... suddenly had that feeling," Darwin looked at her. "I wasn't a good person before, right?"
In fact, Darwin had also had such suspicions on the island. After all, who would be chased and seriously injured if they were a good person?
"You were indeed quite fierce," Fiona replied helplessly, "But there were also good times."
"Was I mean to you?" Darwin quickly asked.
"You used to be, but not anymore," Fiona's answer was vague. The ten-plus years with him made her more and more at a loss for how to talk to him. It was better to keep it between the two of them.
Originally, they had agreed not to mention it again. Darwin still remembered the disgust and resistance she had toward him in his subconscious. Was it because of the time when he treated her badly? Darwin suddenly felt a little flustered.
Fiona saw that his face didn't look good, so she hurriedly went to hug him. "Okay, let's not talk about the past, we still have a long future ahead of us," she said, gently patting Darwin's back. "The past is not important anymore. What I want is a long and happy future with you, you know, right?"
Darwin buried his head in the nape of Fiona's neck. The thought that he might have treated Fiona badly made Darwin uncomfortable.
"We're going home tomorrow," Fiona continued to coax him softly, "And it's almost summer. Last summer, we went camping with Charles and Chicago, and they were so happy. Let's go this year too, okay?"
"Okay." Darwin immediately nodded.
"There's one more thing. I want our whole family to accompany Thalassa to North Alabam when she gives birth. This way, she won't have to worry about whether to have the baby in Bay City or go back to North Alabam."
"North Alabam is Kenny's family, right?" Darwin asked.
Fiona nodded, "Thalassa said that there are several elders who watched you grow up over there, and they all want to see you again. The environment is good, and the air is good. Let's go there for a vacation!"
"Okay, I'll be wherever you are!" Darwin hugged Fiona tighter. "Darling, I will work hard to recover, and I won't let you suffer so much!"
"Darwin, you don't have to work so hard, I'm not suffering at all," Fiona said gently. "You were very tired before, now you can take it easy. Consider it as making up for the rest you couldn't get before."
Darwin thought for a moment. He still agreed. But in his heart, he was determined to get better as soon as possible!
After a while, Darwin and Fiona returned to the room. Chicago and Charles were sleeping soundly. Fiona went up and kissed their cheeks many times.
"They're so cute." Fiona turned around and smiled at Darwin.
Darwin also found them cute. But his gaze was on Fiona. Since their reunion, every minute Darwin spent with Fiona, he discovered all the good things about her. Every second, Darwin liked it very much, he loved her.
Darwin would occasionally have a feeling that he might still be in a coma, and this perfect lover was just an illusion he has during his long coma.
Before falling asleep, Darwin hugged Fiona, and they whispered sweet nothings to each other. Then, they fell asleep contentedly.
That night, Darwin had a dream. The dream was full of blur. He seemed to see a woman in a pale yellow dress, with medium-length curly hair, wearing a jade bracelet on her hand. She was standing not far in front of him, gently clapping her hands.
She spoke to him gently, "Darwin, come to Mom, come to Mom!"
Then he dreamed of a intricately carved door. A young man stood at the door. He heard his mother's voice inside, arguing with another voice. "Mom, how old is Darwin? You're already letting him get involved in the group's affairs? Am I not doing well enough? Are you so eager to have him replace me?"
"He is your son, and also the only heir of our Solomons, and he has talent. The projects you can't handle, he can easily take over. What's wrong with letting him start to get involved in the group's affairs? As for you, your own son should inherit the consortium, what's there to be unhappy about?"
"My son? You've been taking care of him since he was three, not letting him get close to me. How can he still be my son, he's yours!"
Slap! The sound of a slap resounded.
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