My Sweetheart

Chapter 735 Their Past

The man's eyes lit up, but his face didn't show it. He sat down on the sofa obediently, and didn't forget to close the door.

She opened the medicine cabinet neatly, her movements were very skilled.

"Kathy." He kept staring at her face until she closed the medicine box, and he said suddenly and lowly, "What don't you like me?"

She paused, and quickly became expressionless, but the speed slowed down.

Joseph continued, "I can change anything you don't like, as long as you say it."

Kathy put things away and walked out quickly, "I don't like our past, can you change it?"

She didn't like that her child was gone, she didn't like that her brother was gone, and she didn't like him to use his body for her forgiveness.

Their past?

Joseph frowned. What past between them?

He thought irritably, and finally came to a conclusion. She still missed the man named Jaydon.

Kathy went downstairs first. Before she reached the downstairs, she saw the woman standing in the living room at a glance.

Wearing in a light-colored coat, she had long hair and looked elegant and beautiful.

Zofia.

The man who followed stood beside Kathy, and naturally saw the woman standing in the living room following her sight. He frowned, his thin lips lightly opened, "Zofia?"

Zofia's eyes widened, apparently surprised, "Joseph?"

She glanced at Kathy, "I heard that you don’t remember everyone and everything except Kathy. Do you remember me?"

He was able to call out Zofia's name accurately.

Kathy pursed her lips. He didn't even remember his best friend Lincoln or his grandfather!

But he actually remembered Zofia.

The man didn't notice the change in Kathy's mood, and just asked indifferently, "What are you doing here?"

Zofia smiled faintly, her face always calm. She walked over and took out a small red box from her bag. Everyone knew what it was at a glance. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"I am here to return it."

She raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Do you remember this?"

Joseph didn't pick it up, but he knew it was a ring.

He just squinted coldly, "Throw away the unimportant things."

After that, he held Kathy’s wrist and was about to go downstairs, but Zofia’s palm faced up and put the ring box on her palm. “I’ve always carried things through to the end. I found out it when I was packing things up today. This was the wedding ring you gave me."

"Return it to you personally is an end to me. If you want to throw it, you can throw it yourself."

Kathy looked at Zofia with an indifferent expression. She remembered that Zofia had voluntarily given up Joseph, but she knew that if Joseph didn't meet her again, the two would probably be married now, right?

However, Zofia had given up on marrying Joseph, but now she came here. Did it seem a little scheming?

But Kathy could take this opportunity.

Kathy's hand suddenly became vigorous and threw the man's hand away. Joseph seemed to have expected her reaction and clasped her wrist very hard, looking even more innocent, "Kathy, what's wrong with you?"

Kathy raised her face, his eyes burning with anger, "Joseph, you told me that you only liked me since childhood. Heh, you even gave her a ring, do you want to deny it?"

She had said this deliberately, but when she said these words, she realized that it seemed...this was also a fact.

She didn't know that he also carefully selected rings for another woman in their marriage.

Joseph's stern face showed a rare surprise. Didn't he marry her without a ring?

Impossible.

She was indeed angry, even if she was acting in the first place.

Zofia smiled warmly, "Kathy, did you and Joseph know each other since childhood? Joseph and I have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, but I don't remember you knowing him."

But as soon as she finished speaking, Joseph had already taken the ring box from Zofia's hand expressionlessly. And then he accurately threw it into the trash can not far away, "I accept the ring, you can go." "

A bit of embarrassment flashed across Zofia's face, but it was just a flash. She managed a weak, unconvincing smile, "I just came back to return it. Joseph, we have been together for three years, I really loved you. You don't need to show such annoying attitude toward me on purpose to please Kathy."

She said indifferently, "Since you have always been a husband and wife, I can't do much."

Joseph's eyes were deep and cold, completely different from the eyes when he was looking at Kathy just now, "Returning the ring in front of my wife is enough for her to be angry for several days. Don’t you know how to behave?"

Zofia glanced at Kathy, "Well, I admit I just want to come and see how you are now."

Her face was always faint, "You two are indeed a match made in heaven. One indirectly killed his sister, and the other killed her brother, but you even can live happily with each other. I have never seen it before, so I come here."

"Shut up!"

Kathy roared and interrupted Zofia coldly.

She didn't know what feelings Zofia had when she came to Joseph’s residence... and who told her the news.

Joseph looked at the woman standing beside him with complicated eyes.

One indirectly killed his sister, and the other killed her brother.

"Zofia, do you want the servant to drive you away?" The man's face was already extremely cold.

"No need." She smiled coldly, turned and left.

Kathy looked at her leaving back, her eyes calm, "Did you hear what she just said, Joseph."

She never mentioned it, because he had forgotten these things, and she didn't want to mention it again, not to mention that he had already paid it off.

His arms tightened, and the smile on his face dimmed a little, "I killed your brother."

He lowered his eyes, cornered her the handrail of the stairs, and looked down at her face, "You stabbed me in the chest to avenge your brother, not to elope."

Kathy looked up, pursed her lips and smiled, "So it's not what you remember, you don't always like me."

He interrupted her and said surely, "I just like you."

He can't remember it wrong, this was the girl he had loved since childhood for more than 20 years. This was not a memory, but his affirmative cognition when he first saw her.

Kathy's back was pressed against the armrest behind him, and her black and white eyes were very clean. "There are too many things between us..."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips, blocking all her words back, "I don't like to listen to this, and I don't need to listen to this."

He left her lips slightly, but he was still close to her. They could feel the other person's breathing, "If you still feel it is not enough to vent your hatred, you can stab me again..."

"Joseph!"