The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)
The Second Act 82

Chapter 82

""Drive," he instructed.

Suddenly, Jackson's cold voice sounded in Victor's ears. Jackson's tone left no room for arguments.

"But Mrs. Bane..." Victor froze for a moment. A hesitating expression appeared on his face.

Jackson withdrew his gaze. His flawless cheeks were like ice sculptures. "Just drive straight and hit them."

Oneida's wrist was still in Christopher's grip.

"I just want to know..." A trace of confusion flashed in his deep eyes.

He wanted to know why Oneida appeared in his dream and why it seemed so real as if he had experienced it himself.

Oneida stared at the man in front of her silently.

Suddenly, she remembered she and Christopher had indeed met before.

It was twelve years ago when she was seven years old. Christopher saved her life at Saint Yales Resort.

In her previous life, after Christopher saved her life, she threw herself into loving him, someone who had no room for her in his heart, without a second thought, like a moth to a flame. She would never do the same thing again in her current life.

However, she could still remember the young boy who leaped into the cold lake and saved her life 12 years ago.

Thinking of it, Oneida could not help but lower her eyes.

"Do you remember saving a little girl who almost drowned before?" she mumbled, a trace of sorrow lingering in her expression.

She had completely let go of her relationship with Christopher, but the only thing she could not forget was that he saved her life.

The fact was like a seed sowed in her heart which grew for more than ten years and had long been deeply rooted in the innermost part of her heart.

She could not simply forget about it.

Oneida sometimes wondered whether she liked the young boy who saved her life more than a decade ago or Christopher before her, who was now a grown-up. Hearing Oneida's question, Christopher frowned and replied firmly, "I don't understand what you're talking about, but I can tell you that I didn't save any girl." Oneida's gaze froze.

"What did you say?" Her body froze, and her clear eyes widened slightly. She subconsciously shook her head. "Are you mistaken?"

"There's no way I would remember wrongly." Christopher's words were like a basin of cold water washing away the hope in Oneida's heart.

She stood rooted to the spot like a stringed puppet, her eyes blank and void of all emotions.

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Chapter 82

"Did I mistake him for someone else? So, the young boy 12 years ago was not Christopher?" she wondered.

Oneida could not accept the truth.

The truth she always believed in both lives seemed crushed at that moment.

"What does my previous life mean then? A joke?" she thought.

She had mistaken someone, loved the wrong person, and even lost her life for his sake.

Oneida's eyes turned red.

It had been a long time since she last expressed her emotions.

She did not give up, gritted her teeth, and asked, "You did not? You never saved a drowning little girl in a man-made lake?"

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Christopher looked at Oneida with a puzzled look. He answered calmly and coldly, "I still don't understand what you are trying to say. I can only tell you that I learned to swim when I was 14. How could I save someone in the water more than ten years ago?" His words came like a blue bolt, resounding in Oneida's ear.

Her face turned pale.

"Christopher only learned to swim when he was 14? The boy 12 years ago is certainly not him then. So, this is the truth. I indeed was mistaken and fell in love with the wrong person," she mumbled inwardly.

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