Semua Bab A Love Meant to Crumble: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Harvey's wedding procession arrived amid everyone's cheers.Anne sat on her bed with a veil over her head and a bouquet in her hand. Her heart was pounding as loud as the cheers from outside.A month ago, she'd made a rash decision in agreeing to marry a stranger.A month later, Harvey was no longer a stranger to her. At that moment, she was glad she made that rash decision back then.The atmosphere outside got lively as the bridesmaids—Jenny and Mindy—started to tease Harvey. They insisted that he show off his talent even after receiving wedding gifts from him.Anne wondered what kind of talent he could have. At that moment, the sound of piano music drifted in from outside the door.The initial noisiness was replaced by a soft, cheerful melody, as if it was a quiet love song that spoke directly to her.The door opened, and Jenny pulled her outside. Sunlight poured into the hallway, and there Harvey was, sitting at the long-forgotten piano. He played while looking at her affecti

Anne was the person Sophia had been trampling on for eight years—the one that made her feel superior and fueled her vanity. Sophia thought she could continue doing this to Anne forever. But she couldn't accept Anne marrying into the Parkers—especially as the wife of the one man who had rejected her.Zachery's breakdown had shocked the guests, but Sophia's hysterics left them completely speechless.They couldn't understand just how Harvey taking in a beautiful and elegant bride would make Zachery and Sophia lose their composure.Anne stepped out from behind Harvey, looking coolly at Sophia."I wonder who was the one who said she'd slap herself then?" She chuckled coldly, her gaze darkening. "I'm sure there are many of your fans outside now, Ms. Weaver."Sophia glared angrily at her. "How dare you! You're just someone Zachery tossed aside—""I'll tear off your lips if you dare speak another word!" In a fit of anger, Rowena rushed over and stood beside Anne. "My granddaughter-in-l

Anne clenched her fists, but when Zachery's smug expression caught her eye, she relaxed her grip."What do you want from me, huh? Tears? Begging? Some show of regret for not ending up with you?" Anne demanded, then shook her head. "But what's the point? It wouldn't change a thing, would it?"Zachery's jaw tightened. "We just ended things, and you went off and married someone else. I thought you loved me. We were together for eight years. Does that count for nothing?""Are you serious, Zachery? You're allowed to marry Sophia, but I'm not supposed to move on?""I never said I was fine with it!""Who do you think you are? Since when do I need your approval?"Zachery scoffed. "Let's be real. You never really cared about me, did you? You were probably just waiting for a way out during our eight years together. Who knows, maybe you were already eyeing someone else before we even ended things?"Oh, wait. Tell me. Did you and Harvey get together way before we were done? Do you think Har

Anne remembered how Margaret had once phrased it gently. "Anne, everyone has their own talents. Drawing just isn't one of yours. That's all.""I must have drawn this when I was six years old," Anne said."Looks like I'm getting a peek at the six-year-old you," Harvey commented.Anne hadn't seen that coming, her eyes darting toward him.Harvey wrapped his arms around her and kissed her. "How could this not be considered a treasure?"Anne smiled and hugged him back. "Well, thanks for rediscovering the six-year-old me."They spent the entire afternoon in the old house, combing through the remnants of the past. Each time they uncovered another piece of her history, Anne would tell Harvey the story behind it.It might have seemed trivial to some, but Harvey listened intently, as though each memory were something invaluable.Anne stepped out of the old house, stopping at the gate to look at the crumbling structure behind her. This time, she didn't feel emptiness. Instead, there was

"Is it edible?" Amelie asked.Anne stifled a laugh. Carol had gone all out to get her hands on the finest seafood, and here was Amelie questioning if it was even edible."Um… It's fine," Anne replied."So, not exactly impressive, then," Amelie said, pursing her lips. "Honestly, who even eats fresh tuna this time of year? It's way too rich. I made tacos instead. That's what we're having tonight."Anne nodded. "I'm a fan of tacos.""You've got to try the ground beef filling I made. I got the recipe from Harvey. It's the real deal.""Oh, I've actually had his tacos before.""Wait, really?"Anne went on to explain how she had been in medical school at Windleton College while Harvey was working as a chef at Fortuna Restaurant and how she'd ended up trying his tacos one day.Amelie's eyes lit up. "That's a sign! You two are definitely meant to be!"As the two of them chatted away, Carol found herself excluded from the conversation."Oh, look at the time! Carol, I'm afraid I won't