Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 909

There were more than a thousand five hundred video recordings in total.

The background of the videos was all the same. They were all recorded in the middle of the night.

Boyle was sitting in front of his computer and watched each and every single one of those video recordings without letting any minor details slip by him.

Boyle paid close attention to every word she said and every reaction she made in the videos.

Only her exhausting and depressing voice could be heard through the video as she recorded it in the middle of the night.

"Today is the 900th day of my break up with him. I saw him in the news again. I heard that his business was doing really well. I always knew he was a really excellent person and he would no doubt shine like a star. However, a lot of people must've noticed how accomplished he currently is, right? I don't want anyone to see how good he is…"

"Today is the 912th day of my break up with him. I can't sleep again. Today is my birthday and three years ago today was my first encounter with him. He even made my birth date his pin back at the Greentown Condominium. He should have changed it by now…"

"Today is the 923rd day of my break up with him. I found it really difficult to fall asleep recently. My dad called to ask how I was doing today and he even told me that Monty will be coming over to Philadelphia to visit me. I don't really feel like seeing them though…"

"Today is the 934th day of my break up with him. Weather has been horrible recently in Philadelphia and I keep forgetting to bring my umbrella with me. I was completely soaked. I keep assuming someone would be there to pick me up from school just like three years ago but he will never pick me up from school ever again…"

"Today is the 950th day of my break up with him. I've been away from home for quite some time now and I kind of miss home…"

"Today is the 955th day of my break up with him. I feel like eating lasagna but they don't have it here and I don't even know how to cook…"

"Today is the 967th day of my break up with him. I miss you dearly Boyle Lawson. Please visit me, okay?"

She seemed like she was smiling in those videos but at the same time looked so sad and was even tearing up a little.

…

Boyle's fingers trembled as he pressed on the pause button.

He could not bring himself to continue watching. His emotions were a complete mess while his chest felt as if it was burning.

When he watched the earlier videos, it seemed she started every video with a timer on the days they broke up with each other. This was surprising and touching to him.

It turned out, she actually still had intense love for him after such a long period of time.

He actually thought he was the only person that missed and yearned for her in the past few years.

He used to think that she would miss him as well.

He thought that she would only miss him whenever she was feeling lonely or when no one was there to cook for her or whenever she was sick and had no one to take care of her.

He never expected her to miss him to such an extent, so much so that she could not even stay motivated to do anything.

Boyle took a deep breath before pressing play with his shaky fingers.

"Today is the 985th day of my break up with him. It seems Boyle won't actually come to look for me even after waiting for him for so long. I really want to look for him. He's in New York and I even found out the exact location of his office. Can I actually go to visit him? I really miss him though but… if I really did, wouldn't I be a completely worthless person? He told me to stop being so shameless and I don't want him to dislike me…"

She was desperately holding back her tears when she did the video recording.

Boyle could feel his heart trembling violently while his chest tightened to the point where it actually hurt. His eyes were starting to tear up.

He told her to stop being so shameless because it would only make him look down on her when she visited him then.

It seemed she remembered that single statement after all this time and she actually naively believed what he said back then.

Boyle could not imagine just how much that single statement had hurt her.

Initially, she was such a prideful and unruly person. How much of a scumbag was he to have said something like that to her?

He was truly a scumbag.

If he never told her that back then, would she have come to him sooner?

However, time could never be turned back and there were no 'what ifs' in real life.

However, he was caught up with a lot of work back then and would be travelling all over the world every single day. He did not even have time to pay attention to meaningless news like that. All he would do was visit her every year from a distance just to observe her living her life well.

He never actually caught wind of the news of her arrest for participating in a race.

If he had seen that, he would no doubt fly over to Philadelphia and bail her out in an instant.

"Today is the 1102nd day of my break up with him. I was detained by the police for twelve days and yet he never even bothered to come for me. My classmate was the one who bailed me out when they saw the news. I'm really sad since even my classmate had noticed the news but not Boyle. Has Boyle stopped paying attention to me? Was he not worried about me… Boyle… do you still love me?"

She bit her lips and immediately broke down. She sounded completely destroyed.

Boyle was stunned as he watched the video while he muttered to himself instinctively, "I do."

'I love you dearly.'

"Today is the 1124th day of my break up with him. I think I'm starting to lose my patience waiting for you. How could you not care about me when I cared so deeply for you? I don't want to care anymore. If you don't love me anymore then I'll stop loving you. I can do it."

Boyle raised his hand and wiped his tears.

He did not stop caring for her nor did he stop loving her. It seemed she had been standing in his blindspot for the last seven years since he would visit her pretty much every month.

He thought she no longer wanted to see him anymore, so he dared not appear in front of her and trigger her trauma.

If he knew she missed him this much, he would have appeared in front of her without question.

He would take a picture every month he visited her in the last seven years. Even if he took those pictures in the midst of a crowded street or even if she was not in the center of the picture or when the pictures were too blurry, every single one of those pictures were priceless to Boyle's eyes.

That was because he had never once forgotten about her nor had he stopped loving her.

She was kept in a special place in his heart and he would never forget about her.

He missed and thought about her every single day.