Chapter 487

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