Wilson had never gotten such a long look at his daughter. The baby had stayed in the neonatal ward for a long time after Clara had given birth to the child. He had only seen the baby a few times, and all he could do was look in through the glass.Maybe his subconscious mind was afraid of his attachment to the child. The longer he looked at her, the more he would be emotionally attached to her. That would make him reluctant to part with her."Umm… I'm going to wash up. If the baby wakes up crying, just hold her for a little while. She'll stop crying as soon as you hold her," Clara said.Wilson furrowed his brow slightly. Hold… the little one?"Okay, sure." Speaking of which, he had not really held his daughter much.Clara made her way into the bathroom and washed up. After that, she opened the door only to hear her daughter's cry and Wilson struggling to hold the child."You said she'd stop crying if I held her!" Wilson blurted out when he saw Clara quickly rushing over to help.
Clara stared, stunned, before she finally stepped forward and handed Wilson the bottle. Wilson took the bottle and hesitated for a moment, then tried to feed Amy.While feeding, he stiffened even more, barely able to execute a simple action like this. He was afraid to feed the baby too quickly because she might choke on the milk. He had to be really careful. The small baby was so delicate and fragile, after all. Clara watched Wilson feeding his daughter, her eyes gentle. Maybe moving here was not so bad after all, she thought. At least it was a way for Amy to receive some fatherly love.After finishing the bottle, Clara taught Wilson how to burp the baby. This time, Wilson did not refuse and listened to Clara's teaching. He held the baby upright, gently patting the baby's back. The baby eventually fell asleep after burping slightly.Wilson carefully placed the baby in her crib and tucked her in. His expression softened as he looked at the sleeping baby.An incredibly complicated
Clara was pretending to be asleep. Was it to avoid the awkwardness? Or maybe she just did not want to see more of him.Wilson took a deep breath in, almost as if inhaling her scent. His chest felt heavy, and his body became a little stiff. He felt lost although Clara was right next to him. He had no idea what to do with her. Was he still in love with her?Wilson could not imagine their future. Were they doomed to divorce and separate no matter what? Or would he be forced to make another choice eventually? What should he do? Especially when he could not help but fall in love with her. He could barely resist her attraction!Wilson slowly turned to his side in the darkness, his eyes fixed on Clara's face. He could faintly see the contours of her face in the dim light, but it was more than enough to make his eyes glisten with tears.He had been dreaming about having her by his side, even if it was just a vague outline of her!-Coco packed everything she needed for the visit to her p
It was a quiet car ride to the grave. Coco kept her head low the entire time, making it hard to know what she was thinking.Lucas parked the car at the parking lot in front of the entrance. Coco suddenly spoke when they came to a complete stop. "I-I just think it's unlikely for you to fall in love with someone else. Even if you do, it won't be me. So, I…" Coco said, unable to finish her sentence. Maybe it was a sign of her inferiority complex.Coco and Lucas belonged to two different worlds, after all. They had many differences—their family background, financial status, and everything else.Lucas studied her for a moment, his smile fading. He unfastened the seatbelt and leaned over slightly, trailing his thumb across her jaw. "Do you have so little confidence in yourself?""I...""Then you'd better listen to what I'm saying now." Lucas' lips parted as he declared, "Remember this. It's been many years since I've decided to try to fall in love, and you're the one I've chosen. If I
Lucas was just so fine, standing there like a statue chiseled from marble. Coco was sure her parents would be amazed to see Lucas if they were still alive.They would find it unbelievable that she had found such a wonderful boyfriend! If only they were still alive. How wonderful it would be! Tears welled as the wave of sadness washed over her."Feel like crying?" Lucas had probably sensed her sadness.Coco sniffled. "You know, I caused my parents' death," she said abruptly. "That's why Aunt Clementine and her family called me a jinx. They think I'm the cause of their misfortune." Coco had always buried the thoughts in the heart and never told anyone. This time, she suddenly felt the urge to pour out her feelings. "You're not a jinx. Don't put the blame on yourself," Lucas comforted."But I'm the one who caused the tragedy. I insisted on going to Grelin Valley although my dad wasn't feeling well that day and had to take cold medicine before driving Mom and me there. The cold m
Lucas turned to Coco. "You don't always have to thank me," he said. "Do you have anything planned for later?"Coco shook her head. "Nope. I have nothing planned for today.""Then accompany me to a place," he said."Where?" she asked."You'll see," he said, checking the time. "If we leave now, we can have lunch there."The two got back into the car, and Lucas drove off in a northward direction. After half an hour of driving, Coco's face contorted with discomfort. She recognized this road and remembered it correctly. It was the road to Grelin Valley. This was where the tragic accident had happened. The road to the north of the city had appeared hundreds of times in her dream! "Lucas… Where are you taking me?" Coco murmured, her face so pale."Grelin Valley."When she heard the answer, her face turned ashen. "No! I don't want to go!" Grelin Valley was a nightmare for her. It was where she had committed the unforgivable sin. She had insisted on going there as a kid and cried c
"Don't... Don't... Don't die, don't die..." Coco cried out like she was broken inside. The next moment, a pair of arms pulled her in a warm embrace."I'm sorry. I didn't realize you'd react so strongly. Sorry!" A familiar voice rang in her ears.Who was holding her? Was it mother?"Don't be afraid, Coco. You'll be fine. I'm right here, and it's gonna be okay. So don't be afraid…" The familiar voice continued to ring in her ears.Warmth flooded through her, and she glanced up to see a handsome face. He was usually cold and stern, but this time, he had a mixture of worry and anxiety across his face.It was Lucas.Coco stared at him blankly and wondered to herself. Who was he so worried and anxious about?"Coco? Coco?!"Lucas anxiously called out her name. He had brought her to Grelin Valley, hoping it would help her grieve her parents' death, but he never realized the true extent of her trauma. Halfway through the drive, Coco began to show trauma responses and reacted adversely.
Lucas grabbed some tissues and gently wiped away the tears from Coco’s face. "I had no idea you would react like this. It seems that I was too presumptuous to bring you here. Let me take you back now," he said, starting to make a U-turn. "Don't." Coco placed her hand on Lucas’s hand, which was on the gear shift. Taking a deep breath, she looked straight ahead and decided. "I... I want to go to Grelin Valley." She wanted to finish her vacation that had ended abruptly years ago.She had never dared to come here for so many years. She still hadn’t moved on from the ghost of her past. She knew Lucas wanted her to let go of this burden, and she knew that it was time for her to move on.Her parents in heaven might be happier to see her being happy too. Lucas looked at Coco’s red and swollen eyes. "Are you sure you want to go there?""Yes. I want to see Grelin Valley, and I want to see it for my parents," Coco said.His eyes flickered slightly, and he agreed after a moment of contemplati