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."
The penmanship was very familiar.When Evelyn was younger, Skyler had taught her and Dennis to write. The handwriting was exactly the same as Skyler's.Evelyn pointed at the words on the back and said, "Who wrote this?"Warren flipped the photo around. Only then did he notice the small font."Brothers are also confidants. They stand by each other through thick and thin."Those words written in elegant handwriting were very poignant. Just from the penmanship, one could tell that the writer was refined and sophisticated.However, that person was nothing like she used to be.Warren's eyes dimmed. "It was Iris," he said quietly.Evelyn looked at him thoughtfully. "Are you sure that she wrote this?""Yes, I saw her write it with my own eyes. She wrote this because she hoped that the four of us would support and help each other forever. What's the matter? Is something off?"Evelyn stared at the writing on the photo. "How come Iris' penmanship is exactly the same as Mrs. Potter's?
Evelyn could hear the grievance and helplessness in Warren's words. She could see the dejection in his gaze. Her heart aching, she got on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his enticing lips. She said softly, "A rainbow only comes after the rain. If we never went through all that suffering in the past, how would I have known that I loved you so much? How would you have known that I was the only one for you?"Warren, everything that happened in the past—whether good or bad—was a stepping stone in our journey of love. Because those things happened, our love is now irreplaceable, is it not?" She gently cupped his chin with her soft hands as her eyes glittered brilliantly.From that moment on, she was very sure that no matter how many hardships awaited them in the future, they would never separate.She would never leave the man in front of her in this lifetime.All Warren could see was Evelyn's pretty smile.Her smile, her gentleness, and her thoughtfulness wrapped around his heart