Love You Like I Used To Forget It (Millie Bridge) novel Chapter 499

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Agatha had kept telling herself that she wanted Irvin dead because he was born wicked. She did so to ease her own conscience and make her actions seem more justifiable.

She had also told herself that by sacrificing Irvin, she would be eliminating harm from society, and thus doing them a favor.

She repeated this to herself every day that she eventually came to truly believe it. She was convinced that taking Irvin’s life was for society’s benefit. And since she had given him life, she also felt it was hers to take away.

Irvin didn’t say a word. He just stared at her.

Maybe there was such a thing as an inherently evil person. But even if everything she said was true, he wondered if she would still be able to spiel all that talk about doing society a favor when the time came.

Grace had told Irvin she could give him more than he could imagine, which had made him keenly aware of something.

Irvin had been testing Grace for the past few days. She wasn’t the type of person who would reveal information unless she was 100% certain it would work in her favor. However, through various indirect probing and conversations, he had finally deduced a possibility.

Timothy–his so–called self–sacrificing older brother–wasn’t actually dead.

Years ago, Irvin had been injured and lost his memory when the cruise ship exploded. While he had amnesia, he had heard from me that Timothy was the one who had saved him.

When Irvin had heard this, his gut had told him that this couldn’t be impossible. After all, they had never even met, nor had any emotional connection. Timothy shouldn’t have any reason to risk his life to rescue Irvin.

Even if they did have a bond, Timothy was the Hardwell heir. As such, he would never have thrown away his own life to save Irvin’s.

Not to mention, Timothy’s bodyguards had all survived. Yet, he had perished? This seemed highly improbable.

At the time, Irvin seriously doubted the story of how Timothy had given up his life so he would survive. He had even considered the possibility that Timothy was still alive.

Irvin had planned on looking into this once he had physically recovered. However, before he could, he had regained his memories and had been able to recall the moment of Timothy’s life–sacrificing act.

People tended to implicitly trust what they had seen over their own rational deductions. Hence, once Irvin had remembered the scene where Timothy had saved him, he had stopped doubting the story. Not only that, he had even been filled with gratitude and wanted to repay that life–saving debt.

But now, it had become apparent that Irvin’s logical inference might have been correct all along.

The place I was staying wasn’t far from the beach where Irvin had once saved me. It was about a 30–minute drive. During the ride, I chatted with Irvin about our past. He responded smoothly to everything. Slowly, that strange, unsettling feeling I had subsided. But the moment we reached the beach, it instantly came back stronger than before.

Spring had barely begun, so it wasn’t peak beach season yet. Even so, the season had never mattered. Even in the dead of winter, there were always people who visited this beach. So, it didn’t make sense that there wasn’t a single soul in sight.

Still, I reasoned that maybe Irvin had cleared the area in advance and dismissed my unease. But I did find myself odd today. Why did I keep involuntarily feeling that there was something wrong?

Irvin had seen Timothy perish with his own eyes. There was no way there would be yet another person who looked identical to Irvin but wasn’t actually him.

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