All Chapters of Pregnant and Favored: See You in the Morning, Young Master: Chapter 1191 - Chapter 1200

He seemed to have noticed her. He turned around to look at her through the curtain of rain shrouding him, his dark eyes vast like the boundless universe. Her heart raced and she quickly looked away. “I also do not have the courage to go over. Miss Harrison should also be feeling very sad today, so maybe we shouldn't disturb her for now. Let’s wait for another day.”Xavia pulled Wade to the side of the building.Wade was silent. He originally thought of asking Xavia to accompany him there, but it seemed as though this young girl felt even more guilty than him.What a mess…About half an hour later, Sophia and Zivon finally left.Xavia and Wade walked to the tombstone together, and Xavia held out a hand-wrapped bouquet of flowers and knelt before the tombstone. “Aunt Young, I’m here to see you again. I don’t know if you have forgiven me, but I miss you so much.”She missed her just like she missed her grandmother. After all, Dana was one of the few people who really cared about

His tone was slightly commanding and a little distressed. Xavia felt like something was off. Stefan would be more concerned about whether she was in pain before carefully applying medicine for her.His domineering aura… Why did it seem like—Ring, ring! Her cell phone rang suddenly.Xavia took it out. When she saw that it was Stefan calling, she frowned in confusion.What was going on? Wasn’t he in front of her? Why was he still calling her?She answered, curious and wary.“Xavia, I heard from my friends that things aren't so good on your end. What’s going on?”This…this was Stefan’s voice!Xavia looked at the man in front of her, her face pale as if she had just seen a ghost. His eyes, lips, and nose gradually outlined the name of another person in her mind… Mark Newman!The realization made Xavia’s perception shatter. She was shocked—she never would have thought that she would meet Mark, let alone under such circumstances! And before this in Hacienda…it had also been

'Have you been doing well?'Mark didn't know how to respond to that question. When he first arrived overseas, he had been unsettled, lonely, and having a hard time at work, so it had been a difficult time for him. It was even more challenging because she was not by his side. He would always wonder how she was and what she was doing. Missing someone was the most bitter pain, and her words brought back all those miserable memories.Mark wanted to tell her that he had not been okay and that he had missed her terribly, but he did not want to worry or frighten her. Finally, he just said, “Quite well. I’ve been working hard to establish my personal brand ‘Mr. South’.” Mr. South represented his journey and all his efforts throughout the years. Xavia was stunned. She thought that Mr. South seemed familiar, but she didn't expect it to be Mark! The clothes that she wore had been made by him! “How many times have you seen me? What other identities do you have that I don’t know about?”

How long she had spent with Mark! Those words stunned Xavia. He had texted her almost four hours ago, and the fact that he could tell her how many minutes had passed could only mean… He had been out here the whole time! Xavia nervously explained, “I really did intend to go back earlier, but Brother Mark asked me to join him for dinner since we hadn't seen each other for many years. He also invited Dolly and I didn’t know how to reject his offer, so I stayed for dinner. It was just dinner, really.”It was the truth but when she explained it, she sounded like a child who had done something wrong and was feeling guilty. Zivon raised an eyebrow and scoffed, “The first time meeting each other after so many years? From what I know, the two of you met in F Country, in this mansion, and even at Hacienda a few days ago.” Every word was an angry accusation. Xavia’s face turned pale. How did he know about all that?!“Xavia, if you want to go back to your first love and break up wit

"Every time I went on business trips, she’d worry that I wouldn't like the food there, so she would cook some dishes and pack them for me. She’d always tell me that if I couldn’t cope, I didn't have to be strong and earn money to bring home.No matter my age, she still treated me like a little girl. The devotion that I had for my work was on par with the devotion she showed towards me. Sadly, I did not cherish it, and I would be so busy that I would go a few days without contacting her.I thought she would always be there for me. When she passed, I looked through her photos and realized that my beautiful and capable mother already had gray hair and wrinkles. She was old and needed her daughter, but by the time I realized it, it was too late. My mother isn't around to leave the light on or make porridge for me anymore, and there’s nobody waiting for me to come home. I wanted to leave my job to go shopping with my mom, watch movies with her, and have dinner together, but I’ll never h