Chapter 1188:

Once, Evie had dreamed of finding beautiful love and marriage, too. But after what had happened, she realized she could no longer look at the men who pursued her with the same innocent lens.

Evie still believed in love—it was just that she no longer believed it was meant for her. She could only watch from a distance, observing the happiness of others, as she was doing now.

Just as she reached for another glass of wine, a hand—clearly a man’s—landed gently on her shoulder.

Evie jumped in surprise. She quickly jerked away, her eyes warily scanning the person behind her.

“Huh? Little Evie, did I scare you?” Waylon asked, clearly amused. At the sound of his familiar voice and the sight of his handsome face, Evie’s defenses melted away.

Her eyes lowered, and after a moment of regaining her composure, she whispered, “Hello, Waylon.”

Waylon frowned, noticing the strange tone in her voice. Why did Evie sound like she was on the verge of tears?

few steps toward her, and as she raised her gaze,

A string of lustrous pearls adorned

the wine, and her eyes shimmered with a mixture of sorrow

stopped in his tracks,

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“Waylon?”

daze,

took a deep breath and patted his forehead, chiding himself for

She was simply gazing at him in quiet confusion, as if the sadness

sister, and I thought you might be bored. So, I came to keep you company. By the way, how

and spotted Madisyn chatting with Andrew and some business

back to Waylon and

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