Since Simon never saw Bertha’s body, he did not believe that the person who died in the car crash was her. His instincts told him that Bertha was alive and somewhere in the world.
He refused to believe that Bertha would leave him alone. Even though her information had been wiped and his family kept pressuring him to tell the world about her death, he never relented. He still told everyone that Bertha was out on a trip
Meanwhile, he paid all of the private detectives in the country handsomely to look for Bertha. If they could not find her in the country, they were to look for her abroad. He was going to scour every inch of the world until he found her and brought her back.
His efforts were not in vain. Two months later, his secretary told him that he had received information about Bertha. A driver from a ride–hailing service mentioned that he had met Bertha and she had left a deep impression on him. It was the first time he had ever gotten a passenger from a residential villa.
her.
If a driver had seen Bertha before, that meant the person who had died in the accident was definitely not h
After such a long time, Simon finally got confirmation that Bertha was alive. He immediately went to meet the driver. While on his way, his heart raced due to his nerves. He had so many questions he wanted to ask, like how Bertha looked when she left. Did she cry? Did she look sad? How many things did she take with her? How did she manage to carry them?
The driver did not know the relationship between his passenger and the man before him. But when he saw the huge stack of bills in front of him, he did his best to recall what had happened.
“I remember that she looked really calm. She’s a good woman, and she kept talking to me. She said that she was going to Europe for a trip and chatted happily with me.”
That should have been good news. At the very least, it meant that Bertha was happy when she left and that she was no longer angry. But when Simon heard that Bertha had chatted with the driver, he was so shocked that he was dumbfounded.
Since the driver was driving, he could not possibly communicate with Bertha in sign language. This meant only one thing.
In a quivering voice, Simon asked, “She… could hear?”
“Of course. She had no problems with her hearing.”
Simon was absolutely flabbergasted..
His secretary watched in puzzlement as Simon broke down. He could not understand it. Had Simon not always wanted to help. Bertha regain her hearing? Why did he look so defeated once her hearing got better?
Simon should be happy, but he remembered something
Two months ago, he had brought Bertha to a party that his friend, James, had organized. He could still remember what he had said during the party to his friends.
“Simon, you’ve been with Bertha for almost eight years, right? I’m about to be tied down to another woman too. Tell me, have
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you ever been tired of her?”
When Bertha heard this, she slowed down on eating the grapes.
After some silence, Simon cleared his throat and said, “Tired of her? How could such a thing exist between me and Bertha?”
The others laughed.
Simon’s a great man. Eight years is nothing. Even if he’s together with Bertha for eighty years, he won’t get bored of her.”
Simon took a sip of wine amid the laughter and softly said, “But a lifetime is really long, and you’ll get bored of sleeping with the same person.”
If Bertha had regained her hearing a long time ago, the abnormal behavior she exhibited that day made sense. No wonder she
suddenly refused the grapes he had peeled for her when she usually loved them so much.
“Luna’s young and pretty. She’s open in bed, and she has plenty of bedroom tricks…”
He had a grape raised at that time and did not finish his sentence, but everyone became even more excited. He pointed at Bertha
and motioned for everyone to fall silent. He did not continue talking about Luna but had sat up straight to continue peeling
grapes for Bertha, but she suddenly did not want them anymore.
At that time, he had thought that Bertha was sick of them, and like an idiot, had asked, “What’s wrong? Are you sick of it? Do you
want to cat something else?”
However, he had forgotten that Bertha was an incredibly loyal person. If she liked something, she would like it forever. If it was
food, she could eat it for life. If it was a piece of clothing, she would patch it up even if it had a hole in it. She would never regard
