Lost in Memories Beneath the Fading Sunset

The day after his beloved falsely accused Yvonne of hitting her with a car, her husband and two sons hung Yvonne’s younger brother above a massive vat of bubbling oil, threatening to deep-fry him alive.

Yvonne rushed forward like she had gone mad, but the bodyguards held her back tightly.

“Have you learned your lesson?” Justin stood nearby in a crisp suit. His sharp features were cold, and his voice was edged with ice. “Will you dare hurt Sophia again?”

“I never hit her!” Yvonne cried, struggling desperately. “Justin, let my brother go! He’s only 18. He just got accepted into MOT University!”

Five-year-old Milton Quinn crossed his arms. The look on his little face was cold. “The evidence is clear. Are you still going to deny it?”

Four-year-old Travis Quinn nodded along. His voice was innocent yet cruel. “Mom, if you're afraid Uncle Henry might die, you shouldn’t have hit Ms. Shaw with your car. She’s our treasure.”

Yvonne Johansson’s heart clenched painfully.

Sophia Shaw was their treasure. Then what about her? What was she?

She looked at Justin Quinn, hoping he would spare Henry Johansson for the sake of their years of marriage. However, the man only stared at her coldly as if she were a stranger.

Suddenly, she laughed, yet tears streamed down her face. After all these years, he still only loved Sophia.

Memories stabbed into her heart like knives. Yvonne, Justin, and Sophia had grown up together as childhood friends.

Yvonne had been in love with Justin for years, but Justin had eyes only for Sophia. Yvonne could only silently wish them happiness. She even helped him plan his confession.

On the eve of that confession, the plane Sophia was on crashed. No body was ever found.

After that, Justin drank himself into oblivion every day, sinking into despair.

Yvonne stayed by his side, watching over him. When he was drunk out of his mind, she made him hangover tonic. When he suffered stomach bleeding from all the drinking, she stayed awake all night to take care of him.

One night, Justin was especially drunk. He grabbed her wrist, murmured Sophia’s name, and pressed her beneath him.

She could have pushed him away. However, she loved him so much that she was willing to live as someone else’s shadow.

The next morning, he stared at the bloodstains on the sheets for a long time. He eventually said only one thing, “I’ll take responsibility. We’ll get married.”

They did.

After their marriage, Yvonne devoted herself to him completely.

His stomach was weak, so she woke early every day to prepare breakfast. When he was busy with work, she learned to help handle his documents. When he had nightmares at night, she stayed awake beside him.

Slowly, the way Justin looked at her began to change.

He seemed to grow fond of her too. He remembered her favorite foods. When she was on her period, he personally made ginger tea for her. Sometimes, when she fell asleep,