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Chapter 496: The Diary Reveals the Truth

Chapter 496: Chapter 496: The Diary Reveals the Truth

Chapter 496: Diary Reveals the Truth

She flipped through the remaining diaries, finding not only diary entries but also some articles and excerpts casually copied down.

She skimmed through two diaries, one from her school days, with neat and elegant handwriting, clearly belonging to a good student.

Judging from the dates, she didn’t write every day, sometimes skipping two or three days, sometimes more than a week.

Amelia read a few entries carefully, recognizing her mother to be diligent, practical, and eager to learn.

The other diary, with fewer entries, had more mature and practiced handwriting, and from the dates, it was clearly a sporadic record after graduation and starting work.

As she casually flipped through a few pages, the word "Smith" flashed by, catching her eye.

She quickly turned back to that page.

Senior Brother Smith...

Senior Brother Smith? Could it be Thomas Smith?

She flipped back, wanting to see when this person first appeared, and upon slightly more careful reading, she discovered through the lines that Thomas Smith seemed to have always been there.

Turning back to the diary from her school days, she searched each entry thoroughly—she was surprised to find that Thomas Smith and her mother were childhood sweethearts, just like her and Christopher!

Knowing that her mother’s diary contained so much information, Amelia’s heart beat faster. She promptly and carefully began reading, not missing a single page.

"Today, I walked home from school with Senior Brother Smith, and was seen by his family. I don’t know if they will misunderstand. Mom says that the Smith Family is in politics and won’t look favorably upon us who are in business. A girl must be reserved and know when to advance or retreat, with a current focus on studies. Actually, I understand; I don’t harbor any extravagant hopes. It’s just that he’s too excellent and dazzling, leading me to unconsciously admire and look up to him."

"The college entrance exam is approaching, which means I’ll soon be separated from Senior Brother Smith. Going to university, there are so many beautiful and talented girls from all over the country; he probably won’t remember this small-town country bumpkin who hasn’t seen the world."

"Oh my God... Senior Brother Smith confessed to me. He said he would wait for me at University A, for me to strive hard, and we’d meet at University A in two years. But can I get into such a prestigious institution as University A? Chloe Norton, from now on, you must work hard, keep going, and give it your all!"

"A bolt from the blue, his family eventually found out about us. Aunt Smith personally came to our house to talk to my mom, hoping I wouldn’t delay her son’s future... Even if we speak of family background, our family isn’t much inferior to the Smiths... why look down on us..."

"The Smith Family actually forced him to give up the opportunity for further university education and sent him to the army. Although I believe that with his abilities, the army will also offer a bright future, doesn’t that mean it will be even harder for us to meet in the future..."

These written records, instead of diaries, were more like a chronicle of their romance.

After Thomas Smith went to the army, they had a long-distance relationship for six whole years, from my mother’s high school to university graduation, without breaking up once in these six years.

Initially, they relied on exchanging letters, later on the letters continued, and they also had phone contact. After every contact, mom would write a diary entry, with an overflowing happiness and joint efforts’ positive energy that nearly spilled off the pages.

Amelia hadn’t been moved by someone else’s love story in many years, hadn’t felt such a stir—she never expected to be touched by her mother’s youthful, unresolved feelings, to be moved to tears.

From the diaries, Amelia learned that less than two years after Thomas Smith joined the army, the Smith family relocated, following Thomas’s father’s job promotion, back to the Imperial Capital.

Yes, back to.

Because the Smith Family’s roots were in the Imperial Capital, and Thomas Smith came to the Ancient Town following his father’s job transfer, living there for over ten years.

Once the Smith Family completely left the Ancient Town, Thomas Smith would visit mom every year during his family leave.

Understanding all this, Amelia suddenly realized why they would "make mistakes."

Young men and women, their love so deep and passionate, each meeting like a reunion after a long separation—how much willpower does it take to "not make mistakes"?

Reading those words, she felt a pang for her mother once again, and at the same time, an immense admiration.

Such pure and intense feelings—how many people could hold on to them?

Their love was not only romance but also a spiritual connection, a soul bond.

Amelia wiped her tears, calmed herself, and continued flipping through the pages one by one. Unsurprisingly, she also saw their experience of "tasting the forbidden fruit."

It turned out, it happened when Thomas Smith returned from the army, and mom secretly went out for two days behind the family’s back.

They were touring around the Ancient Town and happened to encounter a car accident where a small car plunged into a lake.

During the late autumn days, Thomas Smith jumped into the lake without hesitation, singlehandedly saving the family of four in the car.

He was exhausted to the point of collapse, but after the police and ambulance arrived, he left quietly without even leaving a name.

The desolate late autumn, temperatures were low, and he was soaked through.

They hurried back to the inn, and Thomas Smith took a hot shower and changed clothes.

Later, it was mom who took the initiative.

Mom took the initiative to hug him, kiss him—such an excellent and handsome man, kind-hearted, strong, and low-key, dazzling and mesmerizing, truly irresistible.

His perfect physique honed through rigorous training in the army, their long-distance but profound love honed from youthful years...

Moreover, his body shivering from the cold after risking his life to save people.

All these emotions tangled together, and everything happened so naturally...

So, they made a mistake.

Reading this, Amelia’s emotions surged and subsided, her vision blurred by tears once more.

Suddenly, she felt she had no reason to hate Thomas Smith anymore.

Because, as the "victim," mom never blamed him from beginning to end.

If someone had to be blamed, it could only be that era, their respective stands, or destiny’s tricks.

They were just two genuine people in love, what wrong did they commit?

Amelia sat there, head bowed, staring blankly at those words filled with happiness, joy, and contentment, suddenly feeling that mom wasn’t so pitiable after all—because she loved such an outstanding, dazzling man.

And her birth wasn’t disgraceful at all.

Because, in today’s sentimental words, she was the crystal of her parents’ love.

Sounds from the living room startled her, and she quickly composed herself.

Aunt Harper walked in, originally heading to the kitchen, and seeing the lady of the house sitting in the living room, seemingly crying, she was surprised, "Madam... why are you crying?"

Amelia looked up, making an effort to smile, "It’s nothing, just a bit sad seeing my mother’s relics."

Aunt Harper said "oh" and could only offer her condolences, "My condolences."

Amelia smiled, nodded, wiped her tears, and stood up, realizing it was almost time to pick up the child.

She tidied up the things, picked up several diaries, and walked towards the bedroom.

Christopher had taken a nap and had just woken up, seeing her enter with red-rimmed eyes, he promptly sat up, "What’s wrong, why are you crying?"

She shook her head, pursed her lips, and smiled silently, sitting by the bed.

"Look at this."