Gwynn leaned back on the seat. Her eyes were filled with subtle tears. “Your words are sweet, but none of it matters anymore! Aren’t we all familiar with how ‘The Boy Who Cried Wolf’ ends?”Holding the car door latch, she said, “Let me go! I promised Lorian I’d buy him a cake. He’s waiting for me as we speak and he’s not going to sleep unless I get home.”He gulped in response. It was clear what Gwynn was implying here. If he didn’t let her go this instant, then he would be a poor husband and a bad father.In the end, he had to let her leave.…Gwynn dropped by a bakery and bought her son a cake. To her surprise, Lorian wasn’t in the living room when she got home. She thought he couldn’t wait anymore and fell asleep, but Gladys came out of the bedroom, looking worried. “I think Lorian is sick. He’s burning up a little and he’s having trouble sleeping.”Tossing the cake aside, she rushed into the bedroom to check on her son. Holly was sleeping. On the other hand, Loria
What the nurse said stunned Gwynn. Meanwhile, Anderson smiled faintly. “The nurse thinks we’re siblings. We must look a lot like each other!”She didn’t think much of it because she thought he was just jesting.Before long, the nurse hooked the IV drip to Lorian. It didn’t seem like Anderson had any plans to leave. Instead, he stayed back and chatted with Lorian. It wasn’t hard to tell that her little boy liked him a lot. Once half of the IV drip was depleted, Lorian couldn’t fight it anymore and drifted off to sleep. Silence hung over the ward. She was about to say something, but he beat her to it. Staring at her, he asked softly, “Aren’t you going to ask me why I’m here?”“Well, what are you doing here?”Her tone was so nonchalant that it brought a chuckle out of him. However, he wasn’t mad. Instead, he walked over to the window and admired the view outside. He didn’t speak until after a long time. “I used to have leukemia when I was young. I went through a bone marro
It was the middle of the night. Gwynn hadn’t slept a wink.When she eventually dozed off, she dreamt about the moment when her mother jumped off the building. The wind was howling, tousling the hem of her mother’s skirt. Her mother screamed at the top of her lungs, “I didn’t do anything wrong, Declan Worshem. You planned the whole thing and set me up.”“Mommy…”Gwynn, who was just a little girl back then, held her favorite doll tight as she called out to her mom softly. She didn’t dare get any closer. She was afraid that her mom would really jump if she took one more step. If that happened, she’d be motherless. In the end, Gwynn’s mother turned around. She looked at her little girl one last time and said softly, “Liam’s going to raise you! May the Heavens watch over you, Gwynn!”The wind was very strong that day. Her mom’s hair ribbon was picked up by the wind and carried far away by the time her blood splattered on the ground. “Mom!”She jolted awake from the nightmare.
Gwynn ignored Noah altogether. She called for the nurse and asked her to hook up another IV drip for Lorian. At that moment, Kim came over with breakfast. She knew Gwynn resented Noah. So, she said, “I paid for the breakfast. Technically, I’m the one who bought the porridge for him. Let’s not let Lorian rest on an empty stomach.”Gwynn was no longer the young, impulsive lady anymore. So, she didn’t turn down Kim’s offer. On the other hand, Kim had a couple of kids herself. Naturally, she knew how to deal with a kid. She poured the porridge out into a bowl and played a little with Lorian. The little boy had such a good time with her that he had forgotten about what happened earlier. He said gleefully, “I’m hungry, Kim.”“Alright. I’m going to feed you some porridge. We’ll let Mom and Dad have a word outside.” Kim said. Lorian was already an obedient kid. Moreover, he loved Kim quite much. So, he was more than willing to let her feed him porridge. Meanwhile, Noah and Gwynn
Gwynn stood in the ward and blinked softly.She wasn’t a fool. She had a good idea why Archibald lost his composure. Was it because she and Anderson looked alike? Or, was it because she brought up some old memories in him?“Mommy! Mommy!” Lorian pulled at her sleeves gently.Gwynn came back to her senses, bent down, and carried him in her arms. “Come on. Let’s go outside and get you out in the sun.”Then, she flashed Anderson an apologetic smile. The young man patted Lorian’s head. He was graceful and affectionate. “I’ll see you again.”The little boy knew how to act cute with him. He rubbed his face on Anderson’s palm. Later, Anderson caught up to his grandfather at the central courtyard on the ground floor. “Grandpa.”Archibald loved his grandson very much. A fortune teller proclaimed Anderson to be extremely wealthy, but she also said his grandson would be haunted by a terrible condition. So, he made a point to give Anderson a name as close to his as possible. He was h
Archibald brushed his hand across the yellowed newspaper. Tears began to well up in his eyes. Did he conceive this little nugget on that preposterous night? Was she the fruit of his mistake?It took all of one second for him to make that grave mistake.He reflected on his past life and thought about his future and reputation that evening. He fully understood that the entire Templeton family would be thrown into a state of disarray if he reconciled with his estranged daughter.…The last traces of evening light were consumed by the impending darkness. Marisol came to the gazebo with a cup of tea and turned on the stained glass pendant light. “It’s dark in here, Dad. Why didn’t you turn on the light?”The light came on. Archibald was still drowning in the past. After a brief moment, he said in a hoarse voice, “It’s you, Marisol! Where’s Saul?”“He’s gone back to the government office.”Putting down the new cup of tea, she took away the old one. That was when she noticed th
Marisol’s hair cascaded on the soft pillow. Snuggling up to her husband’s shoulder, she said softly, “You’re absolutely right. Dad might not have said anything out loud, but I could tell he wanted to reconcile with her. He’s just concerned that we might not be too happy about it.”Anders smiled, “What’s there to not be happy about? We would’ve lost Anderson if it wasn’t for Gwynn.”She hugged her husband tightly in response. She loved him with all of her heart. What was more, she also loved everyone in her family. She was more than willing to support Archibald for a change. …Two days later, Gwynn was taking stock of her paintings in her office.She said to her assistant, “We have a problem. Our paintings are selling out too quickly. Here. Give a call to the artists and painters on this list. Ask them if they have more paintings in their hands. Don’t push them if they don’t have any. After all, it takes time to create art.”Her assistant nodded and went out of her office.
Gwynn wanted to ignore him, but she also knew that he would never let her go unless she gave him something. She said nonchalantly, “Marisol bought several more paintings. It’s only normal that I have a cup of coffee with her. Do you expect me to get your approval for something like that, Noah?”He didn’t press any further. Then, he changed the topic and said, “I’m going to hang out with Lorian.”She didn’t stop him. “Lorian has just recovered. Don’t play with him too roughly. He might catch a cold if he sweats too much.”He nodded in response.Both of them walked out of the coffee shop together, looking as stunning as they could be. A lot of people stole glances at them and were insanely envious of them. None of them expected it when Noah and Gwynn walked their separate ways as soon as they were out the door. He went over to the penthouse and kept his son company late into the night. Eventually, Lorian fell asleep, but Gwynn still hadn’t come back.Clearly, she was avoiding