Unfortunately, Rachel just mumbled, "Lucas eats that much too. Looks like I got carried away by habit when I put spaghetti on your plate.” Edmund's hopes collapsed again. Disappointment was clear on his face, and Hunter caught it. “Sky, would you like to lead a prayer?” he asked, changing the conversation. Sky's eyes lit up. "Yes! Let's start praying.” Bringing her hands together, she lowered her head and closed her eyes. Edmund didn't listen to what Sky said. His attention was only focused on the woman across the table. The longer he looked at Rachel, the more painful his inner wound became. When Edmund took the first bite from his plate, his emotions were no longer suppressed. No doubt, it was his wife's cooking. Rachel was indeed Alice in disguise! "Uncle Edmund, don't you agree that Mama's cooking is delicious?" Sky glanced to the side. “Oh? Uncle Edmund? Why are you crying?" Edmund quickly wiped the tears from the edge of his eyes. "I'm not crying. I'm just moved. I've bee
Rachel fell silent for a moment. After one blink, she faked a smile. "Yes. After getting married, we moved to Canada.” "Where did you meet Lucas? In which country were you holding your wedding?” Rachel freeze again. Her lips trembled as if she were about to answer. But several seconds passed, she still didn't make a sound. "Mama, where did you meet Papa?" Sky asked as she twirled spaghetti with her fork. “I'm curious too.” Rachel snorted with laughter. “If you're curious, let's wait until Papa comes home. He will tell the story in full and it will be more exciting to listen to." "Why don't you just tell us? Is it possible ... you've forgotten?” Rachel's face turned stiff. “Sorry, Mr. Hills. Why are you so curious about our lives? As Mr. Green has said, that's our privacy. Please don't cross the line. Now excuse me. I have to do other things.” Hunter was stunned by Rachel's behavior. Even her lunch hadn't been touched yet, but she's gone? Meanwhile, Sky just blinked before swal
“Uncle, I'm a true adventurer. I can't let anyone else carry my tools. I'm independent and strong," Sky spoke while protecting her backpack with both hands. “Well then,” Edmund glanced at Hunter, “Mr. Green, may we rest for a moment? Is there somewhere around here that's safe to sit and relax?” Hunter pondered for a moment. He couldn't deny that he was amazed by Edmund's attention to Sky. But on the other hand, he realized that he had to remain alert. His suspicions should not be reduced until clear evidence was obtained. If he had the chance, he should interrogate Edmund. “We have a rest point around here. We can sit there for a while before continuing our journey. Sky, can you lead the way?” Hunter raised an eyebrow in defiance. The little girl's enthusiasm flared up again. "Of course I can!" While holding onto the strap of her backpack, she stomped through the forest. When she arrived at the location, she immediately sat on a rock and breathed a sigh of relief. “Phew! It seem
As Hunter was thinking, Edmund made it clearer. “I didn't come here to take Rachel from Lucas. I just want the truth. I want to know what really happened after Alice was swept away in the river. Did Lucas save her? What happened between the two of them? Why did they choose to live inland like this?” Hunter raised a hand for a pause. “What makes you so sure that Rachel is your wife?” "Everything. Her face, her hair, her voice, the way she speaks, the way she acts. She even named our child Sky, according to the promise we made long ago." “Sorry, Mr. Hills. But all of that could just be a coincidence,” Hunter tried to stand on Lucas' side. “You may check her wrist. I'm sure you'll find scars there. On her right thumb, there is a small mole. Then her blood type—” “Is that your real purpose in coming here? To check your doubts? Not to donate?” Hunter's tone sounded displeased. Edmund took a faint breath. "Please don't get me wrong. I will definitely donate. I'm even willing to give f
“I suddenly miss my wife, so I take a look at this.” Edmund held out the book to Sky. When Sky received it, her eyes immediately lit up. "Is this your wife's travel journal?" Receiving a nod from Edmund, her laughter echoed. She climbed onto the bed and opened the first page. “Wow, she put up photos from every trip? That's so cool,” she sighed as she examined each object on the paper. There were many letters that she didn't understand, but she liked the picture attached. “Yeah, isn't my wife very creative? This was her first trip after meeting me. We went to Antelope Canyon, and made many great memories. This is the best photo she chose.” In the picture, Edmund and Alice looked awkward. They didn't look like people who were dating, but rather strangers who had just met. But that wasn't what caught Sky's attention, but Alice's face. “You know what, Uncle Ed? After seeing your wife's photo, I think I can understand why you thought Mama was her. Their faces are similar. It's just t
"You," Rachel whispered, clutching her chest, "what are you doing?" Edmund didn't hear what Rachel said clearly. The rain had covered up her voice. But from her gesture, he knew that his presence had startled her. "Sorry," he said as he walked over. “I didn't mean to scare you. I couldn't sleep because I was hungry.” “Didn't you check the dining table? "I've kept some food for you there," Rachel said irritably. Instead of feeling guilty, Edmund put on a straight face. “That's the problem. Your cooking is too delicious. I want more, but don't know where to get it. Is there any left?” Rachel rolled her eyes and took a quick breath. “In the refrigerator, the green box at the bottom.” "Thank you." Edmund followed the direction. Finding what he was looking for, his eyes automatically lit up. He brought the box to the table then continued eating heartily. “Rachel, I also took more rice earlier. I hope you don't mind," he said loudly, not caring that it was almost midnight. If the ra
Seeing Edmund's teary eyes, Rachel felt a strange vibration rise in her heart. However, thinking it was just sympathy, she said, "Sorry, Mr. Hills. I didn't mean to bring up your old wounds. I'm just trying to understand your situation." “No, please don't apologize. It's not your mistake. You're innocent. I'm the one who should apologize. I have involved you in my problems. You must think me a strange and impudent man. Sorry if I acted like a jerk.”Rachel snorted slightly. "I don't know whether it's right to say, but I'm relieved that you're aware about it. I hope you don't do that again. You can treat Sky as if she were your daughter, but please remember, I am not your wife. I look forward to your understanding." Edmund fell silent for a moment. After taking a deep breath, he nodded. “Okay then, since we have made it clear, can we be friends?” "Unfortunately, I need Lucas' permission for that. I don't want him to get jealous and beat you up again. The hospital is too far from her
"Isn't rattan usually used for handicrafts and furniture?" Edmund asked while they were still on the way. Sky nodded vigorously. "Yes! Rattan can be used to make chairs, tables, shelves, and much more because the material is elastic and strong. I heard it's cheaper than wood, lighter, and it grows faster. People should only use rattan to make furniture. Don't cut down any more trees." Edmund smiled at that explanation. “You're very smart, Sky. I got a lot of knowledge from you. But, is it true that rattan can be eaten? You guys are not secretly conspiring to poison me, right?” While Rachel snorted, Sky burst into laughter. “We couldn't possibly poison you, Uncle. You are our special guest and my friend. But if it's true that rattan is poisonous, you're not the only one who will get sick. Mama and I too because we often eat rattan. But you should remember, Uncle. Only ant rattan. Don't try to eat other types.” Edmund nodded. “Do you like eating rattan? How does it taste?" Sky's l