A Journey from Bitterness to Truth

Chapter 112

Adrian scooped himself a spoonful of pudding, then paused to gaze across the table at Matilda, whose complexion still bore a hint of pallor. “You look like you’re under the weather,” he said with concern.

Matilda hesitated, her lips quivering, struggling to form her words. “My brother… he passed away.”

“My condolences,” Adrian replied, his movements freezing for a moment. He set down his spoon and reached across to gently pat Matilda’s damp hair, then resumed his casual posture. “So, you’re upset because of your brother’s departure?”

“No… it’s not that.”

As warmth returned to Matilda’s body, so did the surge of emotions, overwhelming her as she stared into her cup of coffee. The unfamiliar kindness made her want to cry.

Outside, the rain persisted, sounding like a tidal wave ready to breach the walls and swallow her whole.

Matilda felt as if her heart was still out in the rain, uncollected, bleeding and aching non–stop.

And then, tears dropped into her coffee.

She quickly lifted her head and pulled away from the mug, her body trembling slightly. “It’s okay.”

yet, not when I still have Logan… It would be

the woman in front of him who was being strong

state of forced resilience? Was it reality. Yvan,

pulled his thoughts back and pretended not to notice Matilda’s lapse. “I’ve lost someone very important to me

important?” Matilda asked instinctively.

eyes were clearly filled with sorrow. “Important enough that when I lost her, I was so filled with regret that I felt

Adrian, taken aback, and then said softly, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean

you call them painful memories?” Adrian said as he took Matilda’s coffee and

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“To me, even the

your bones, one where even if you

the sentimental type.” Matilda tried to lighten the mood with a joke. “It doesn’t quite match your

look of a man who was more about living in