Back then, Warren had lost his eyesight, while 11 had lost her voice. Hence, they communicated using Facebook.This was an accessible phone that was specially made for blind people. Every message would be read out loud.Furthermore, he had used this number just to communicate with 11. He had never contacted anyone else.He stared at the message on his phone in a daze."99, do you see me? I'm waving at you."This meant that the girl in front of him was the 11 that he had been looking for the whole time.Once again, he looked in her direction. The girl gestured at him in sign language. "99, it's been a while."Warren stilled when he saw this.This was the only sign language that 11 had taught him that time.At the time, she had told him that if they were to meet again, she would use this gesture to communicate with him. If he saw this gesture, he would be able to tell that that was her.Standing there, Warren's dark gaze stared at the girl by the window.All of this informatio
Linda took her phone from her pocket and typed out a message. "I met him, but he was wary of me. I didn't manage to get close to him."The man sitting opposite her read the message with a sinister smile."If he fell for this easily, then he wouldn't be Warren Larkin."His assistant nodded with a smile. "I am sure that Warren will look into Linda Jennings' background. He won't believe this so easily."The man laughed coldly. "I'll make him believe it."After leaving the cafe, Warren got into the car. He immediately said to Charlie, "Go look into this woman called Linda Jennings.""Did you notice something strange when you talked to her?" Charlie asked.Warren narrowed his eyes slightly. "I didn't notice anything, and that's why it was weird. It was like she knew all the answers to the questions in advance. Not to mention, she gave me a very unfamiliar feeling. She was nothing like 11."Charlie started the car. He looked in the rearview mirror and said to Warren, "If she's an imp
Why did Warren not have any memory of this at all?Before he could go into the room and ask her, he heard Simon's voice."Warren made your favorite spaghetti bolognese. I'll ask him to bring it to you so that you two can have a proper talk."Evelyn shook her head immediately. "Dad, give me some more time. I haven't thought about how I'm going to face him yet. If I don't handle this well, even if we stay together, there will always be a barrier between us."When Warren heard this, he stopped in his tracks. Slowly, he balled his hands into fists.Quietly, he went downstairs. He then took out his phone and called Ethan.As soon as the line connected, he heard the latter's lazy voice. "What's up? I finally got some time off, but you just had to ruin my sleep. If it's nothing important, then I'm going to start cussing you out.""Ask Jazzie to come to the phone," Warren said seriously.Hearing how grave he sounded, Ethan knew that this was important. He quickly got up from the bed.
Evelyn was reminded of Warren by every place she walked past.They had once kissed on those swings. They had once lay in the sun on that grassy spot. They had taken Bailey on walks in this garden.Every place seemed to carry a trace of Warren.Sitting on the swings, Evelyn gently rubbed Bailey's head. "Bailey, I miss your father," she whispered.Bailey whined at her. "If only he wasn't Iris' son," she said.But that was impossible.It was nothing but a deception that she wished was true. She laughed at herself self-deprecatingly.At that moment, she spotted Ethan's car driving over. Like a loose kite, Jazzie ran toward her at full speed. "Evie, I'm here to see my godson!"Stopping in front of Evelyn, Jazzie gave her a colorful stick of cotton candy. Smiling, she continued, "While your husband isn't at home, you should have some, but not too much. It wouldn't be good for my godson's development."Evelyn's low spirits improved greatly when she saw Jazzie. She stuck out her ton
Inside the ring box was a pair of rings. They exactly resembled the rings Evelyn had initially wanted to propose to Warren with.Warren didn't know how to describe his emotions right now.Filled with disbelief, he picked up one of the rings and carefully observed it. He then searched his phone for the photo that the customer service agent had sent him before.They were exactly the same.In other words, Evelyn had buried the ring she had wanted to propose to him with below that tree.Why had she chosen this place?Warren felt like his heart was going to stop beating. His mind had also turned to slush; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't think straight.There was a simple answer, but he didn't dare to believe it.When he fixed his gaze on the inside of the ring, he couldn't stop himself from stumbling backward."9911" had been engraved on the inside.9911.Wasn't that the number that he shared with 11?Why would Evelyn know about this?Warren clasped the ring tightly in
Light sheets of rain were falling from the sky. Warren's shirt was already completely drenched.However, it didn't seem to affect him in the slightest. He stood quietly under the maple tree for a long time.…Evelyn was in a much better mood after spending the whole day with Jazzie.After dinner, she gave Chet a call. "Chet, where's Mom's grave? I want to go see her."Chet was silent for a few seconds before he replied, "You're pregnant right now, so it might not be good for the baby if you went to the graveyard. If you want to see Mom, you can come home. Her room is still here. I'll come pick you up.""Alright, I'll wait for you."Half an hour later, Evelyn arrived at the Sullivan residence for the first time. She saw the place where her mother used to practice the piano as well as the awards that she had won. She also saw the princess-themed room that her mother had prepared for her.All of these were signs of her mother's love for her.When she walked into Sonya's room, she
Rainwater splashed everywhere, including Warren's expensive slacks.Warren had never wanted to hug Evelyn as badly as he did now.He understood her completely as though he'd lived through Evelyn's youth.His love for her burned even hotter, seeping deeper into his bones.He rushed to Evelyn's side. No one knew whether the droplets on his face were raindrops or sweat.He stared at her with that deep gaze of his. A gravelly sound escaped his throat. "Evie."Evelyn looked at him with red eyes as she caressed his face. "Warren, I missed you so much."When Warren heard this, he lost all control of his emotions. He squeezed Evelyn tight in his arms and mumbled over and over, "Evie, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."He was sorry for bringing her so much suffering, and for not knowing that she was 11.He had taken her devotion for granted and was unworthy of her undying love.Evelyn smoothed back his damp hair and said gently, "Chet said it best—Mom wants nothing more than for me to be happy
Evelyn slipped out of Warren's embrace and whispered, "Chet is still here. Don't you have any shame?"Warren glanced at Chet, who was standing beside them and watching the show. Smiling, he said, "Don't worry, he's not wearing his glasses. He doesn't have good eyesight, so he can't see us."Chet had felt sorry for them before, but when he heard that, he was furious. "Why don't you just call me a blind man? My eyesight isn't that bad. Even when I'm not wearing my glasses, I'm not so blind that I can't see you, you bastard."Warren slung an arm around Evelyn's shoulders. He walked to Chet's side and laughed. "Thanks for today, bro."Hearing the friend he grew up with calling him that, Chet felt goosebumps break out over his skin. He shuddered and said, "Wait, I think you should still call me by my name. I can't stand your cheesy antics."Warren looked at Evelyn and said begrudgingly, "Darling, it's not that I don't want to call him my brother, but he won't let me. Don't blame me."