Wrong Love, Final Goodbye: She'll Never Look Back-Chapter 326: All These Years, He Came to See Her Too Many Times

Chapter 326: Chapter 326: All These Years, He Came to See Her Too Many Times

Tanya Sinclair returned home and went straight to her grandfather Horace Sinclair’s study. She had already installed lights in the secret room, making it as bright as day.

The body of her grandmother Iris Keene, preserved in amber, remained lifelike.

This was enough to prove certain things she was unwilling to believe, or rather, unwilling to face...

In her spare time, Tanya Sinclair read up on all the current theoretical research on spacetime conversion and even contacted the field’s authoritative expert, Professor Taylor, to discuss it with him...

It was at this time that Professor Taylor’s call came through.

Tanya Sinclair answered immediately, "Hello, Professor Taylor."

"Ms. Sinclair, the hypothesis you proposed last time. After several studies, I think I’ve found a theoretical answer."

Looking at the amber coffin before her, Tanya Sinclair felt her throat tighten slightly, "Please go on."

Last time, she had asked if there were technology in the future capable of sending people back to past times, would the person sent be decomposed in the spacetime tunnel into microscopic particles before being reassembled.

In such extreme pain, would the person’s physical structure also undergo changes beyond the ordinary?

"Theoretically speaking, when a person is decomposed to a certain extent, the structure becomes uniform. If a person is broken down into microscopic particles and then reassembled, the cells in his body could match with anyone’s. A simple example is that people with different blood types cannot transfuse blood to each other due to rejection reactions. But in a body that has been reassembled, the blood cells will adjust themselves according to the recipient of the transfusion."

"..." Tanya Sinclair’s hand trembled slightly as she held her phone, "Professor Taylor, if that person completely replaced another’s blood with his own, what would happen?"

"Huh?" Professor Taylor was a bit surprised. After a moment’s thought, he said, "Theoretically, his blood would give the other person a new lease on life, but this process is extremely lengthy and painful. It’s like draining himself dry. Even if he’s time-traveled, coming from the future, he’s still a mortal flesh-and-blood person. Surely no one would use such a foolish method to save another person, right?"

No, someone would.

"Ms. Sinclair, all these are currently theoretical." Professor Taylor analyzed rationally, "With today’s technology, to reach that level unless a genius emerges and dedicates decades of research, haha. But such a genius, I haven’t yet found in the field of physics..."

Tanya Sinclair tried to keep her voice sounding relaxed.

"Professor Taylor, if someone really went through material reorganization and time-traveled back to the past, what other side effects would his body experience?"

Professor Taylor: "I conducted several sets of biological decomposition experiments before, and whether it’s animals or plants, after material decomposition and reorganization, it accelerates cell death. I think humans would be the same."

Tanya Sinclair’s face turned slightly pale, "... I understand."

"Ms. Sinclair, since you’re interested in these things, why not consider pursuing a degree in physics after your work in the country is complete?" Professor Taylor suggested.

After these interactions with Tanya Sinclair, Professor Taylor regarded her highly. Although Tanya Sinclair hadn’t been exposed to much physics, Professor Taylor believed that with her talent and diligence, reaching a professional level wouldn’t be difficult.

Tanya Sinclair declined Professor Taylor’s kindness.

"I have other things I want to do. Thank you for your kind offer, Professor Taylor."

After hanging up the phone, Tanya Sinclair felt drained, and she slowly squatted down, curling into a ball on the ground.

She closed her eyes, and Declan Pierce’s image floated into her mind.

It turns out there really is such a foolish person in this world...

Tanya Sinclair got up and left home, heading to the hospital where she had stayed for five years.

"Hello, I’d like to see Dr. Thorne."

Dr. Thorne was her attending physician before.

Tanya Sinclair sat in the hallway, waiting for almost an hour until the nurse called her number.

"Number 19, Tanya Sinclair."

Hearing Tanya Sinclair’s name, Dr. Thorne, who was originally buried in paperwork, suddenly looked up. There was a slight sense of panic when he saw Tanya Sinclair enter.

"Mrs. Hawthorne..."

Tanya Sinclair sat across from him, "I’m divorced now, Dr. Thorne."

"Oh." Dr. Thorne wasn’t very surprised, and he smoothly corrected himself, "Ms. Sinclair, where are you feeling unwell?"

"Dr. Thorne, I’m taking some of your time. I want to talk to you about something personal." Tanya Sinclair quickly said before he could refuse, "If you don’t tell me today, I’ll come tomorrow; if not tomorrow, then the day after... I think eventually you’ll give in." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Her tone was gentle yet inexplicably carried a stubborn persistence.

"..." Dr. Thorne was somewhat helpless, signaling the nurse to leave first with his gaze.

The door closed, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Dr. Thorne removed his glasses and wiped his face.

Calmly, Tanya Sinclair asked, "Dr. Thorne, my awakening wasn’t a medical miracle, was it?"

She had slowly figured it out; she had indeed become a vegetative state with no consciousness at one point.

But later on, there came a day when she suddenly could hear the sounds around her, could feel everything beside her, yet she couldn’t wake up.

Even she had regarded it as a miracle bestowed upon her by the heavens.

But now it seemed, it was never the heavens protecting her, but rather...

"It was Declan Pierce, wasn’t it?" Tanya Sinclair softly uttered that name, feeling as though her heart trembled as if electrified.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Dr. Thorne said, "Ms. Sinclair, I didn’t say anything."

Which meant, it’s up to her capabilities to guess.

Tanya Sinclair lowered her eyes, and after a moment, tears started falling, drop by drop. Her voice was hoarse and deep, "Did he, give me a blood transfusion?"

Dr. Thorne was stunned.

Tanya Sinclair raised her red, teary eyes, "Dr. Thorne, how many times did he transfuse blood to me?"

"..." Dr. Thorne sighed deeply, seeing as Tanya Sinclair had guessed this far, there was no point in hiding it anymore. Back then, Declan Pierce’s behavior was so extreme that it left a lingering fear in him even to this day.

Dr. Thorne slowly explained, "Three years, a total of twenty-seven times. Each time, it wasn’t over until he passed out."

Three years.

Twenty-seven times.

Tanya Sinclair felt as though every nerve was being painfully pierced with sharpness with each breath.

She seemed to laugh and cry, mumbling, "This fool..."

Dr. Thorne still hadn’t figured it out.

"I also can’t explain the reason behind it, but after introducing Mr. Pierce’s blood to your body, your cells really started self-repairing."

Tanya Sinclair knew the reason, but she couldn’t reveal it.

She got up, nodding slightly to Dr. Thorne.

"Thank you, I’ll take my leave now. Don’t worry, I won’t tell Declan Pierce about any of this."

Having said that, Tanya Sinclair turned and left.

Outside, it was drizzling, and soaked by the rain, Tanya Sinclair got into her car. She laid her head on the steering wheel; initially, her sobs were quiet, but soon, the tears became unstoppable, and she broke down, shaking in her enclosed car.

After a long while, she wiped away her tears and sent Declan Pierce a message.

Tanya Sinclair: [Declan Pierce, I want to see you.]

As always, he replied immediately.

Declan Pierce: [Okay, should I come pick you up?]

Tanya Sinclair: [No, wait for me at home. I’ll come see you.]

In these years, he had come to see her so many, countless times.

Now, she wanted to walk towards him.