More Than A Favor

A Favor 138

Chapter 138

"Ethan..." I whispered in shock, my voice trembling as I stared at him.

"Elaine," Ethan greeted me with a forced smile.

"Your hair..." I reached out instinctively, wanting to touch it.

He frowned, puzzled, "What about my hair? Is it messy?"

Tears began to stream down my face.

Ethan's confusion deepened as he saw my reaction. "What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did Tessa say something to upset you? Don't believe her. She's always spouting nonsense."

He didn't realize it-his hair had turned almost entirely gray.

A few days ago, his hair had been jet black. Now, though not completely white, nearly 20 percent of it had grayed. The transformation was staggering. He looked like a completely different person-no longer the robust, middle-aged man I was used to seeing but someone who had aged decades overnight.

I couldn't find the words to explain, especially when he himself seemed oblivious.

forward and hugged him

my back, his voice calm and soothing. "Don't cry. I'm fine, really. There's nothing to cry about. I just wanted

into it."

was crying because he had locked himself in

and leaned against his shoulder, struggling

you some

the sight of his grayed hair told me everything I

will handle his own affairs.

now, the sorrow I felt for him was overwhelming. It was as though he were

on this, and I can't help but think it's my fault. We spoiled him too much

gently. "Logan is an adult. His decisions are his own. He's not

respond. I could tell he wasn't

the kind of man to waver once his mind was made up. Despite his easygoing nature and his ability to tolerate Tessa's nagging, he

never imagined Logan's choice of wife would affect him so deeply that

come sit. Let's have some coffee together," Ethan said, guiding me to the coffee table. He began

hunched. Combined with his gray hair, he looked frail-like a man who had grown old

I'll make you a cup of mocha," he said with a smile. "Eddie gave me some coffee beans, and I thought

abruptly as he opened