My Four Miraculous Treasures

Chapter 278

It sounded like Lara was set on this matter.

But seeing the light in Hailey's eyes suddenly go out, as she hung her head

dejectedly...

Unable to bear it, Willow picked her daughter up in her arms, and whispered into her ear, "I'll order some french fries and fried chicken for you, and when the delivery gets here, we'll just act surprised, understand?"

That perked the little girl right up. "Yes! Alright!"

Realizing that she'd said that too loudly, jeopardizing her little secret with Mommy, she clapped both hands over her mouth, which did little to hide her obvious

delight.

In the afternoon, Jasper had left work early to visit the cemetery.

Frank and Cindy, his grandparents, were already there waiting. Before them stood a pair of headstones: Aiden Hughes and Serene Jordan. Jasper's parents.

was approaching, and the setting sun cast both headstones in a mournful glow. Tree boughs swayed in an errant breeze, producing eerie shadows which danced across

two bouquets in his arms. He placed the

both when he was still very young. He could hardly remember

of the times he'd spent together with them... those

he remembered most of all were the terrible arguments between them, and the scenes of wreckage that were

parents-only their fights, and

other people had warm memories of being nurtured and treasured by their parents, Jasper only remembered two

at each

end,

the sorrow of being a pawn

battles, each one wielding him as a

of his son, engraved in stone. The shadow of regret hung heavy upon his shoulders. "I should have stopped your father from marrying that peasant girl from nowhere. It would have

nothing in common. He'd known all along that it wouldn't end well. He should have intervened. But when Aiden announced that he'd be marrying the love of his life, Frank had chosen to

the miracle of true love for himself, it was something to be cherished. Thinking that, Frank had given his blessing

woman's black

said nothing

so much time, there's no longer any point in trying to figure out where it all went