"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" the person outside asked.

Sydney replied, "I'm sorry, but the car won't start."

The person seemed to be the driver of the armored vehicle. Growing a bit impatient, he glanced at his leader's car and then said to Sydney, "Let me take a look. Hand me the keys."

Given that he was driving an armored vehicle, Sydney didn't question his authority. She grabbed her bag, stepped out of the car, and handed the keys to him.

At that moment, the window of the armored vehicle slowly rolled down.

"Luke, what's going on?" a deep, steady voice inquired.

Luke Parker quickly approached. "Mr. Jackson, the car suddenly won't start. I'm checking it out and will move it right away."

Christopher glanced at the car, then his gaze shifted to Sydney, recognizing her.

Sydney seemed to recognize him too, her surprise evident.

"President Harper, what a coincidence," Christopher said with a faint smile.

Sydney moved closer. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Jackson."

As the president of a bank, Sydney often attended high-profile events and mingled with influential figures. She had had the chance to meet Christopher once before and had exchanged a few words, but that was all.

People of Christopher's stature were not easily befriended. Even though Sydney was in a position to meet such people, it depended on whether Christopher was willing.

been over a year, and she was surprised to find that Christopher still

hint of redness around Sydney's eyes,

been crying. Sydney thought he was

"Is that so?"

reason for tears. It was clear that Christopher understood Sydney had either misunderstood him or

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

said, "Mr. Jackson, I'll check her car and be

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

the issue After several unsuccessful attempts to start the car, he got out

the crisp air was beginning to bite. Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered as the wind

and settled into the seat beside her. "Come on in. Your car might take a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the door already open, she accepted and took a seat inside, closing the door

warm, with a faint,

the traces

white handkerchief from his pocket, offering it to her. He said nothing, simply holding out

and dabbed at the tears at the corners of her eyes. "Thank

calm gaze

Sydney's heart like sharp thorns. She didn't

motherly care he deserved. Not to mention, he had a father who didn't

both of

had contemplated divorce, but various reasons kept her from going through with it. Only when Wesley was left with nothing and the mistress had fled did Wesley realize he had been deceived and decided to return to his family, seeking forgiveness from

to let go and disrupting her peace. He even threatened to haunt her even after their separation. Eventually, Sydney grew weary. She agreed to stay married in

finally understood the depth of his damage to his wife and children. He wanted to make amends, but how could one compensate for ten years of suffering? Healing wasn't as simple as solving a math problem. It wasn't a matter of stepping on someone's foot, apologizing, and

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