My Husband Hates Me, But He Lost His Memories - Chapter 88.1
Translator: Effe
Editor: Yonnee
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—Glancing into another person’s memories is also a way to deeply sympathize with that person’s emotions at the time.
I already knew that fact, having realized it when I received the little light’s memory.
So, these memories that are flowing into my head right now…….
The anger, hatred, and contempt that Theodore felt at that time.
It was painful as those violent emotions seemed to be tearing through me.
‘I’m done resting. Go straight to the Norpad Base. Carmen, you too, follow me.’
‘Yes, Master…….’
What’s to happen next, I already knew.
In reality, my heart was pounding loudly. I saw ‘me’ through Theodore’s eyes. Lily Everett from two years ago, wearing such an audacious dress that drew anyone’s incredulous eyes.
At that moment, a completely different emotion seemed to sprout within Theodore.
…No, it was like a disaster. It was a storm that came without warning. This feeling that deeply shook him still had no name. But I cannot know what this is unless I know it. That day.
Our hearts were pierced by the same feelings.
By the way, you.
You trampled on those feelings and turned away.
It was a very special and precious feeling to me…
‘…Somnia. I don’t want to see this memory. Please!’
I shook my head violently. Soon, the memories dispersed and Somnia’s panicked voice came.
—I’m sorry. Theodore’s emotional state is unstable, so organizing his memories is a bit tricky. Hang in there, Lily.
“…….”
I closed my eyes, frowned, and bit my lip. Now Somnia, with only half her own senses shared with me, was rapidly going through Theodore’s memories. A vision flowed into my head, as if I was turning the pages of a picture book very quickly.
—Ah! I think I found it!
Somnia suddenly shouted. At that moment, the shared sense became stronger. The image in my head became clearer, and an empty plain infested with monsters spread out before my eyes.
‘Master! I’ll watch your back! Go!’
Carmen’s voice rang out among the strange screams of the monsters, and Theodore, with his entire body covered in blue flames, ran towards the crack.
A gap as if the space was cracked and broke open. Meanwhile, monsters were pouring in endlessly from the rift.
Theodore killed the monsters rushing towards him again and again, and after overcoming the danger of death several times, he finally arrived in front of the rift.
‘Bloody rift…’
He muttered low and began to use Seraphim’s power to close the rift. Meanwhile, he cut down the monsters that escaped from the crack with his sword or burned them with Seraphim’s flame.
The bluish light that encroached the air gradually became transparent and filled the rift.
After some time, the rift closed completely.
There was no trace of the crift, which looked like a broken window, anywhere.
‘Ha…….’
Theodor slumped down on the spot, feeling a deep sense of fatigue. But he had no time to rest. Although the crack was closed, many remaining monsters were still harming people at this very moment.
So he had to get up again. It was at that moment when Theodore grabbed his sword and tried to raise himself.
—It’s right here.
Somnia whispered in a very low voice, unlike usual. Even though I was seriously examining his memories, I naturally became nervous and stiffened.
Just as Theodore was about to get up, his vision turned black…
“……!”
I could no longer see any memories.
It was as if someone had cut out just that part.
The memories after this did not completely disappear from Theodore’s mind. But… You can think of it as being broken into pieces and scattered. It seems like someone attacked his mind at this time and the aftermath caused him to lose his memory.
“…Can you restore his scattered memories?”
—Of course. There is nothing I cannot do when it comes to the mind of a being with consciousness. I’m almost omnipotent.
“Yes, that’s great. Then please.”
—Hmm, yes.
As I complimented Somnia, who seemed a little proud, I felt like her efficiency was better than before.
Thinking that I would have to praise Somnia more often in the future, I returned to reality for a moment and took a breather.
‘Sharing senses with Somnia is quite tiring.’
I guess that’s why Somnia said, ‘I won’t help you until your physical strength returns to normal.’
I took a sip of the juice on the table to replenish my sugar. I glanced at Theodore, reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed as if he were asleep.
He was probably in a half-light sleep. A quiet interior. I quietly watched his motionless face. I could see the dark shadows around his eyes and gaunt cheeks at a glance, but there wasn’t any agitation.
Just… I resented him for feeling the same way as me but ignoring me.
My feelings toward him were most likely love-hate. But now I wondered if there was any love left. Maybe hate had swallowed up love, maybe love, trampled on for too long and tattered, had finally broken into pieces.
And I no longer felt like putting the pieces together. Because that desire evaporated within me a long time ago and no longer remains. So his belated realization, affection, and regret…
Everything was… too late.
The ‘me’ who loved you, full of scars, was buried deep within me. I hope you can embrace my wounds and sleep quietly.
‘Do you understand that I am so tired?’
Plus, your now desperate feelings… I cannot believe your oath.
A few days ago, I asked him.
‘Your late feelings are regretful. Don’t you think it’s a feeling that will disappear with time?’
‘…This feeling is not something like regret. It won’t disappear over time.’
‘Everything in the world changes with time, so how can you be sure your feelings will remain the same in the future?’
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