Deep Love Hidden From Him
Chapter 94

"Everleigh, what do you want to know?"

"What do you know?"

Perhaps it was because of the lighting in the restaurant, but William's face turned pale inexplicably as if mentioning this was a very difficult thing for him. It was clear that Everleigh did not put any pressure on him, since what she'd said was perfectly normal.

William picked up his cup and took a sip of water. He seemed to be trying to calm himself down.

"It was after that night that... that you had your child, right?"

Everleigh did not deny it, nor did she admit it.

In William's eyes, such an attitude was a tacit admission.

He instantly showed an apologetic expression and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked this."

For people like William, if you did not put a knife on his neck to force him to speak, he would never admit that he had made a mistake. He would only sit wildly on the edge and use irrelevant words to escape from reality.

Everleigh was a little impatient and asked bluntly, "William, did that matter have something to do with you?"

Since he knew what had happened to her that year, then let's put the biggest crime on his head directly. When people were wronged, it was the easiest for them to reveal their flaws. It was like a thief who refused to admit his theft. If you said that he had killed someone, he would probably jump out and say that he had only stolen something.

One must always choose the lesser of two evils.

Sure enough, William's face changed immediately, "No, it has nothing to do with me."

"Did you drug me?"

"Of course not. How is that possible? Am I mad or something?"

"Then how do you know what happened back then?"

"That night..." William tightly clenched his cup and trembled slightly, and the surface of the water was shaking. "I just passed by that night. I only happened to pass by. Really, I didn't expect that you would encounter such a thing. I was the only one. I dared not interfere, because there were too many people."

The phrase "too many people" struck Everleigh's eardrums like a needle. There was no trace of the piercing, but pain pierced her nerves.

Her eyebrows twitched violently, as if it was a conditional reflex, and her whole body went stiff.

Indeed, there were many people. Although she was drugged that day, in her vague memory, there were many people walking toward her. Tall, short, fat, and thin, there were all kinds of people. She had remembered four or five faces, which she couldn't get rid of in her nightmares for seven years.

She forced herself to calm down, but her voice was dry and hoarse. "Passing by? Really?"

"I really was just passing by, Everleigh, you have to believe me. I really like you. How could I possibly do something like that to you? That day, I made a bet with my classmate and said that I was going to confess my love to you..."

Seven years ago, at the graduation party of Ocpeace Medical University's Foreign Language Department, William, as the president of the school's Public Relations Department, was also invited to the party. Initially, he did not want to go, but he went there when heard that Everleigh had accompanied her best friend to the party.

Before they went to the party, the boys in the dormitory laughed at him saying he was a coward. He had not officially confessed his love to Everleigh even after four years of liking her. After a year, she would graduate. If she did not stay at school for her PhD, he would really have no chance.

William was not easily provoked, but probably because of the emotion of graduation, he made a solemn bet that he would confess to her with his roommate that night.

At the graduation party of the Foreign Language Department, he wanted to talk to Everleigh alone several times, but he failed. When he was at the closest with her, it was because of nervousness that he accidentally knocked over the juice in her hand.

"I thought of a lot of words and even typed out drafts. But you were with your best friend almost the entire time at the graduation party. I didn't have a chance."

William's voice grew more and more muffled.

Everleigh didn't know how trustworthy his words were, but he was one of the few people who could talk to her about the details of the graduation party seven years ago. No matter how uncomfortable she was, she had to force herself to listen.

"Later, your best friend drank too much, and you asked her boyfriend to take her home."

Boyfriend?

Everleigh frowned. After all, seven years had passed, and William shouldn't have any impression of Theodore. Now that he thought about it, he would probably think that the person who sent Josephine back at that time was her boyfriend.

"Go on." Everleigh looked at him, trying to confirm the authenticity of his words from his expression.

William drank another mouthful of water, and his expression gradually tensed. "I followed them from a distance after you sent them away. Later, you probably planned to take the small path back to school, and I followed you, and then..."

Then, what happened next was that nightmare.

"Everleigh, I'm really relieved after I found out that you returned home, that you didn't give up your studies, and that you're a good doctor now. The fact that I didn't save you at that time was really something I've been suppressing in my heart for so many years. I'm really sorry."

Everleigh forced herself to calm down. "Is that what you wanted to tell me?"

She had no right to ask the bystanders to make a sacrifice to save another person. As William said, there were so many people at that time, even if he rushed up, he might not be able to save her, and he would have to pay for it.

It was enough for him to feel guilt and remorse over the past few years, but it did not have any effect on her.

William suddenly asked, "Everleigh, you can also live well abroad. Why did you want to come back?"

The words "why did you want to come back" made Everleigh alert.

"Can't I come back?"

"That's not what I meant. If something like that happened, why didn't you go somewhere else and start all over again? Why did you have to go against yourself?" Another person who wished she didn't come back.

Everleigh suddenly realized that the reason why William had invited her to meet up twice was not that he wanted to renew his old acquaintance with her, but he really wanted her to leave Ocpeace City. "William, if this is the only thing you wanted to tell me, you don't have to, and you don't have to feel guilty. After all, you don't have any obligation to save me." Everleigh took the bag and wanted to stand up. William suddenly said, "Everleigh, don't investigate that matter anymore."

His voice was very anxious, and his handsome face was covered with cold sweat. Under the light, the sweat slid down his cheek and rolled onto his neck.

Everleigh's action of picking up the bag paused for a moment, and she asked, "Why?"

The bystanders were innocent. Since William swore that he had nothing to do with that matter, that it wasn't him who drugged her, and that the alley was the only witness, then why was he so nervous? "Don't look into it. Even if you replace the person behind it, you can't do anything about it."

"The person behind it? What are you talking about?"

William's face was pale, almost the same color as the wall.

"William, if you really have a hint of apology and sympathy for me, can I ask you to tell me everything you know?"

Everleigh was sure that William must know something.

After a long time, William opened his phone, found a blurry photo, and slowly handed it to Everleigh.

It was a car. To be exact, it was a car number, which was not very clear in the rainy night.

The moment she saw the photo, Everleigh's pupils suddenly contracted.

The sound of an engine on that rainy night suddenly rang in her mind. Although she didn't see anything, she clearly felt that at the end of the alley, there was a car quietly parked there. When everything was happening in the alley, the car had started the engine and left coldly.