Chapter 239

The man on the other end spoke calmly, "Mr. Wright, you told me to remind you if a situation like this came up—doing this will make ma'am upset. If she gets mad, she won't forgive you that easily. A dead first love is unforgettable, a wounded first love becomes sacred—think it through." Ronald Wright's eyes were dark and intense as he stared at the slightly open door. He clutched his phone tightly, then hung up without a word. I had no clue about any of that. I rushed back to my room and locked the door behind me. Muttering under my breath, I couldn’t stop thinking about Ronald’s weird behavior. A wave of confusion hit me. Did that car accident mess up his brain or something? Why else would his personality turn upside down? Or maybe that dream he mentioned had some freaky follow-up, and combined with the crash, now he’s acting like he’s come back from the dead? But even if he did remember a past life or whatever, the version of me he loved wasn’t even me. So why come after me? It didn’