"In fact... it is not a favor." Xavier pondered for a moment before saying. James raised his eyebrows, "What's going on?" Xavier sighed softly, "Elizabeth met me last time and told me something about Zena. You should know this." James nodded, "Yeah, I know." "Anyway, because of what happened last time." Xavier couldn't help but smile, "I got good out of misfortune." Hearing this, James immediately became interested, "What do you mean? Tell me." "Well..." Xavier thought for a moment, "I went to that house, didn't I? I saw those paintings. At first, I didn't want to go, but I went there in the end. However, I not only have to thank you and Elizabeth, but also have to thank myself." "Oh?" "When I went there, I saw the paintings that Zena kept for me, and I finally let go of those terrible things in the past. The bad things that happened before..." He paused and smiled gently. When he was about to talk about his past, he didn't feel uneasy at
"I want to..." Xavier coughed lightly, "I want to see Zena." James originally thought that Xavier was going to tell him something else, and he was stunned when he heard this, "What?" "I said that I want to see Zena." After a long while, James finally squeezed out a few words, "Xavier, are you out of your mind?" Xavier finally disentangle himself from the past, and James was very delighted. He was glad that Xavier could mention Zena's name so naturally. After all, if someone was always unhappy about something or was unwilling to mention it, no matter it was because of care or hatred, it was not a good thing. Just now, when James heard Xavier say that he had fallen in love with a girl, he was happy for him, but... Was it because Xavier still cared about Zena? "No." Xavier shook his head, "Jimmy, I know you may be a little surprised, but... in fact, I haven't made up my mind, so I came here to talk to you about it." "What do you want me to s
Xavier sat in the car and stared at the old and rusty iron gate in front of him for a long time before he pushed the car door open. He came here after thinking about it carefully. Yesterday, he even went to see James and talked to him about it But when he really arrived, he found that his heart did not seem to be as relaxed as it was before he came here. However, should he go back like this? He didn't want to. Although the feelings in his heart were complicated, he was not uncomfortable enough to turn around and leave. Moreover... even if he hadn't been mentally prepared to see Zena, he had to think for Zena's parents, didn't he? Zena's parents treated him well before, and her mother had begged him... Besides, if Zena hadn't asked someone to keep those paintings for him, he probably hadn't recovered from his experiences and it was impossible for him to meet that girl. "Creak..." A dull sound came, which made Xavier come to sense. He nodde
Zena was dumbfounded for a moment. She raised her head and glanced at Xavier, and then quickly lowered her head. Xavier frowned, "What happened?" He asked again. It was her movement of ruffling her hair that made him see her face clearly. A part of her right cheek was red and swollen, and the swelling was big. Zena braced herself and stammered, "Nothing..." "..." To put it bluntly, such a place was like a painted tank of various colors. The prisoners couldn't be said to be honest and simple. "Did you quarrel with others?" Zena listened to these words and knew that he was concerned about her. When she thought about the unpleasant things that had happened to her, her nose twitched, but she tried her best to hold back her tears. She was ashamed enough, and she didn't want Xavier to know anything awkward about her. "No." Zena shook her head. After taking a deep breath, she forced herself to raise her head, "I live a good life here
Xavier sighed lightly, feeling a little mournful in his heart. He and Zena had known each other for so many years. He had never fallen in love with her like how he liked that girl, but... he had some feelings for her even if they were just friends. After all, they had known each other for a long time. She had done terrible things and made him live in the morass of despair. However... It might be somewhat ridiculous, because he really seemed to be the son of a monk. At this time, he had let go of all the painful memories and didn't want to think too much. Otherwise, he would be the only one in pain, wouldn't he? Maybe he was angry before, but when he saw that Zena lived a hard life but pretended to be happy, and she was in a hurry to tell him about the details of her life here, he... "Huh?" Zena looked at Xavier expectantly, "Xavier, say it." Xavier exhaled lightly and then shook his head slightly, "Nothing." Zena had thought that Xa
"Even if... you still can't have sex it in the future, it doesn't matter. You should have a family that belongs to yourself, shouldn't you?" Zena swallowed and continued, "I... won't force you to do anything anymore, and I don't have to have a child. I just hope that I could stay by your side and take care of you for the rest of my life." "Although... I may have to be imprisoned for a long time, I can try to reform myself and be released earlier. I don't need much. Even if I can't get married with you, I can just be your nanny. As long as I can stay with you and take care of you, I... will be happy." She wanted to atone for her sins, but what she wanted the most was to be with him. He... was the only one she loved. Perhaps she had made many wrong decisions and mistakes, but... she had no way to let go of him in heart. Xavier narrowed his eyes slightly, "Zena..." "Xavier... That's really what I think. As long as you're willing, I won't force you to d
Xavier walked out. The sun was shining brightly outside. He had a feeling that the air outside seemed to be a little better than that in the prison. The most important thing was that he felt very relaxed at the moment. Maybe it was because he had finished something that had troubled him for a long time. "Clank!" The old iron door was closed heavily. Xavier smiled and no longer looked back. He walked toward the direction of the car. As soon as he sat in the car, he received a message. He smiled more brightly when he saw the sender ID. "You said that you wanted to change the curtains. Today, I changed them all. They're pure white. Have a look and tell me if you are satisfied. If you don't like them, I can immediately change them. However, I'll tell you first that you should pay the money." A photo was attached to the message. It was about the curtains in the house which Zena had rented dor him. Xavier smiled and typed quickly.
Zena didn't go for a meal. She just sat on her single bed, holding the food Xavier bought for her tightly in her arms. She looked at where she stood blankly, holding the bag as if she was holding Xavier. However, why did she still feel sad when she hugged the bag as tightly as she could? Tears kept rolling down her face and falling on the plastic bag, making slight ticking sounds. After a long while, she suddenly came to sense and used her hand to wipe the tears on the bag anxiously. This was something Xavier bought for her. How could she shed tears on it? If it was stained, he would definitely be unhappy because he enjoyed being neat and tidy, and she would feel guilty. Wiping the tears, she couldn't help but burst into tears. So what if she wiped the tears? Would Xavier fall in love with her? Would he wait for her to be released? Just now, he said clearly that he had never loved her, didn't he? Why should she... be so grieved here?
Time went by so quickly. In the blink of an eye, John was already sixty years old. He didn't like complicated things and didn't like to celebrate his birthday. However, Lydia insisted on holding a birthday party for him. Considering that he liked quiet atmosphere, Lydia didn't celebrate his birthday in style. She only invited some close friends. Benjamin and Isaac naturally went there. Arvis was already five years old. He was much more lively than a few years ago, but he was not particularly noisy. Adele was pregnant again. The child was less than five months old, but Isaac was very nervous and followed her everywhere. He was so careful that James and Benjamin couldn't stand him anymore. That day, James teased him, "Say, Isaac, why are you so cautious? Adele is not a porcelain doll. If you want to please her, you don't have to be so affected." Isaac handed a piece of apple to Adele. After she finished eating, he replied, "I love my wife.
John didn't expect that she would mention this matter on her own. He fell in love with her first and said that he wanted to get engaged to her, but she proposed to get married first. Was it even? However, he wasn't a strait-laced person. Besides, wasn't it a good thing that his beloved girl couldn't wait to marry him? If they got married, he could see her as soon as he got home from work, and she would accompany him for meals. If he worked at home, she would stay with him. When he woke up in the morning, he would see her sleeping face at once and say good morning to her. At night, they could sleep together. What a wonderful thing! They got married in early August. The wedding was very grand, and there were many guests. Almost everyone who had something to do with the Lu family and the Song family attended their wedding, and some even came from afar. The three floors in the most luxurious hotel in A City was filled to capacity. John would always
"Happy birthday to you!" She sang the birthday song softly. Her voice was dulcet and soft, and it was very pleasant to the ear. The candlelight on the cake flickered as she moved, and the fruit on the cake gleamed in the candlelight. As Lydia approached John step by step, he felt that he was going crazy. She preferred to wear dresses, but all her dresses were lovely. Sometimes, she wore like a read lady. But at this time... She wore a long black lace dress that only reached her bottom. It was so flimsy that he could see her underwear... Her bra and pants were red and sexy, which only covered the most important parts of her body... At this time, John was obsessed with her, and he was hot all over. He felt that all the blood in his body was boiling, and his head seemed to be a little dizzy. "John..." Lydia came to him and looked at him shyly. "Today is your birthday." He looked at her bright and affectionate eyes and couldn't help but
John's birthday was coming soon, and Lydia was very distressed, because she hadn't decided what to buy for him. It was in the dark ages of computing. There was a computer in her house, but the network was not very developed. Therefore, she only asked a few close friends about it. They told her that she could buy him tie, cuffs, and clothes, but she denied these ideas at once. John was born in a rich family. After he grew up, he became a very excellent businessman. He had received many expensive birthday gifts, let alone something like a tie. As his fiancee, she couldn't be perfunctory, could she? So, she went to the mall, but she didn't see anything she liked. It seemed that giving him a special and novel birthday gift was not easy. She didn't know how to make handwork or paint. She had learnt piano when she was young, but she gave up later. After thinking about it for a while, she suddenly felt that she was so stupid. Except for the fact that she co
With the permission of Lydia's parents, John travel with her abroad for a few days. After coming back, he hired someone to teach her at home. Lydia had a feeling of freshness at the beginning. After all, she used to attend classes at school. At this time, she could learn knowledge at home. Moreover, the teachers were very careful and very patient. However, the next day, she was not willing to study like this, so she went to find John. "Why?" John was puzzled, "Is it because they can't teach their lessons well enough? If that's the case, I'll change new teachers for you tomorrow." "No!" She kept waving her hand, "They are very good teachers and they're patient, but..." She looked at him cautiously and thought twice before speaking, "They are just too patient, and they take good care of me as if I'm a child. I feel... a little stressful." John was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled, "Is this the reason?" "Yeah." Lydia nodded, "But I am not a chil
Lydia really didn't go to school anymore. Although all the misunderstandings had been clarified, she didn't want to go to school again. On the second day after she went through formalities, Nina came to her and asked for her forgiveness. At that time, John was there, but later he found an excuse and went out. Lydia looked at Nina who had suddenly become much more haggard and sighed in heart. Why did Nina have to provoke her back then? "I'm sorry." Nina said softly. "Oh." Hearing this, Nina immediately got unhappy and glared at her with hatred, "Lydia, are you very smug now?" She was apologizing to Lydia, but Lydia actually replied to her so indifferently. Lydia shrugged her shoulders, "Do you think I'm smug now?" "I'm apologizing to you!" "I heard it. Didn't I answer you as well?" "You..." Nina sneered, "Is that your answer?" "What do you expect?" Lydia was puzzled, "How do you want me to answer you? Should I thank you w
Nina's voice came from the stereo around the playground. She had said a lot. There were so many people on the sports ground, but none of them spoke. They were all shocked and stunned. "As for what I said to Lydia, it was my prank. Actually, Lydia's fiance has nothing to do with me. I... just envied her for having such an excellent fiance and I was jealous. Therefore, I did that to her that day..." After she said this, the crowd, which had been quiet, suddenly burst into an uproar. "Oh my god! How could it be?" "I heard that she was very excited that day. She cried, knelt in front of Lydia and begged her. But she said it was a prank?" "She couldn't do that even if she wanted to prank on Lydia, could she? That is Lydia's fiance." "I don't think it's a prank. I was in the dormitory at that time and I saw it with my own eyes. Nina looked really sad. In my opinion, Lydia must have put pressure on Nina, so Nina has to do this." "Lydia's family
As soon as Lydia entered the school, she walked with her head down, because she was afraid of meeting acquaintances. Besides, with John holding her hand, she did not have to worry that she would fall down. After what had happened yesterday, she... had become quite well-known in school. "Lydia, look up." His voice was very soft, but she was somewhat pressurized. She gave him a resentful look, "Do you even want to force me to raise my head?" He chuckled, "Didn't you listen to my words carefully just now?" "Yeah." Lydia snorted, "But I came in here, didn't I?" She said, "You said those words indeed, and I think it makes sense, but... John, it's hard for me to do it, okay? I know I'm not wrong, but I'm very worried. You are not me, so you won't understand my mood." John sighed lightly and didn't know what to say at the moment. Although he didn't talk much in ordinary times, he did things in a decisive manner. Perhaps, he really had no way to
"John, you're here?" Nina ran into the house with great joy. Just now, she went out, but when she knew that he had come here, she rushed back, for fear that she would miss him. Fortunately, he had not left yet. Looking at John who was sitting in the living room, she was very happy, and her heart jumped very fast. John was very excellent, and she was infatuated with him. Although she had done such a thing, she didn't regret it at all. As long as she could be with him, she couldn't care about so much. That day... why on earth did he come here? Was it because Lydia couldn't stand it anymore and broke up with him? Had he found out how good she was? John raised his head and took a look at her. His eyes were very bland. When she was about to walk over, John stood up. He arranged his suit and said to her father, "I hope you can give me a satisfactory answer as I said. I hope to hear it tomorrow." Her father's face darkened, but he didn't dare to lose