Chapter 3The Cost of Deep Regret

In truth, I had gone to the hospital because I was in too much pain to work. It was late, and I hadn't finished all the necessary tests. I needed to go back today. The doctor's expression had been grim, leaving me deeply unsettled.

My babysitter, Alex, arrived then. I hired him because of my work schedule; he's newly graduated, cheerful, and Ethan loves him.

Seeing Ethan's damp lashes, Alex asked gently:

"What happened? Did our Baby cry?"

Ethan nodded, explaining vividly: "Yes. I was just playing a game of 'abstract truth' and scared myself."

Alex and I both laughed. I told Alex:

"Stay with Ethan. I need to go out."

I started packing my things, planning to go to the hospital before returning to work.

It was strange; Alex kept staring at me, as if there was something on my face. Suddenly, he asked:

"Jay, do you know the movie star, Chloe Wood? Or rather, do you know her dead lover?"

I froze, feeling uncomfortable. "Why?"

Alex pulled out his phone. "Chloe Wood posted a picture of her deceased lover last night, and he looks exactly like you."

I lowered my gaze and saw the picture of myself. My mind instantly went blank. The caption felt incredibly piercing.

After a long silence, I blinked, pulling my gaze away. I gave a faint smile.

"No, I don't know her. It must be a coincidence."