Never

Chapter 75

As Linda had reserved the entire floor, the elevator to that level was blocked off. William couldn’t go up

and had to wait downstairs.

When she came down, the receptionist at the front desk informed her, “Mr. Wilson has been waiting for

over half an hour.”

“I see,” Linda replied, thinking of the slightly disorganized closet. “Please send someone to my room to tidy up my clothes.”

“Yes, Ms. Felix.”

William saw Linda as soon as she exited the elevator. Noticing her conversation with the receptionist, he

patiently waited without interrupting.

*Linda, I’ve booked a table at your favorite eastern cuisine restaurant.”

Linda was a bit surprised. She used to love eastern cuisine. He must have asked someone she knew.

However, under William’s expectant gaze, she calmly said, “But people change. I don’t like them anymore.”

“Then, what do you like? I can have someone make a new reservation.”

Linda shook her head. “No need. Since you’ve already made the reservation, let’s go.”

She added lightly, “Consider it a farewell to the past.”

With that, she walked out.

William snapped back to his senses and quickly followed, opening the car’s back door for her.

Linda looked at him, slightly amused. “Why aren’t you making me sit in the front passenger seat this time?”

William was stunned by her words. “Linda, can you stop bringing up the past?”

Linda brushed off his hand and got into the car. “Mr. Wilson, are you that fragile? I’m not bringing up the past. I’m reminding myself that some things can never be forgotten, just like the child you killed with your

own hands.

“I’ll never get my child back.”

William stood there in shock for a long time.

Linda’s impatient voice broke his trance. “Are we going to dinner or not?”

Only then did William get into the car. He couldn’t even look at Linda’s face as his mind recalled that

innocent child.

If he had saved Linda back then, perhaps the child would have been alive. Maybe he and Linda wouldn’t

be in this situation.

Even if they still ended up divorced, having a child would have kept them connected.

“Linda…”

“Save your apologies. I’ve heard too many already.” Linda cut him off coldly. “William, there are a few things you need to understand.

“First, I’ll have dinner with you, but it won’t be personal. It’s just to settle things once and for all. Second, if saying sorry could fix things, I could say it a thousand times, but my child isn’t coming back.

“Third, my greatest wish now is for you to disappear from my life and never show up in front of me again.”

With that, Linda closed her eyes, refusing to talk to him further.

William was rendered speechless.

The car soon stopped at a familiar spot–a restaurant Linda used to love, introduced to her by Adeline years ago. Surprisingly, it hadn’t closed down but had thrived over the years.

Seeing Linda lost in thought, William assumed she was recalling happy memories. There had to be many good memories in a place she once loved.

“Linda, let’s head in.”

Linda didn’t respond and slowly walked inside. It was a quarter past seven, the peak of dinner time. The restaurant was packed.

As they entered, the waitress recognized William, flashed a bright smile, and led them to a private room

at the back.

Linda used to love lively places. After marrying William, who preferred quieter settings, she had adjusted and grown accustomed to dining in the most secluded spots.