Kevin was correct—he lacked the ability to cherish Esther, and he was undeserving of her love.

Bradley forced a bitter smile, downing his beer.

“Another bottle, please,” he requested.

“Sure thing.” The wife brought another beer for Bradley, noting a wedding ring on his left finger. She kindly advised, “Sir, maybe you should drink a little less. Your family at home might worry about you.”

“My wife might worry about me?” Bradley chuckled wryly and murmured affectionately, “If only she would worry.”

“She will definitely worry about you,” the wife affirmed.

Yeah. She would worry.

Once, Esther’s world revolved around him. At that time, even a furrowed brow or a cough of his would make her concerned and anxious. It was just that he was arrogant and ignorant of love back then.

Now, only now, did he understand what he had missed.

passed away.” Bradley dropped this sentence

apologized awkwardly, “I’m sorry.

the beer, growing tipsy from the cheap liquor that cost just a

complaining about their bosses and started criticizing

know about the Fosters

“Yeah. What about it?”

an order from the Fosters. I wonder about that girl. She somehow caught the attention

like the Fosters often engage in

bride’s

seems to

to the Quills if it was an engagement with the Fosters. Among the younger generation of the Quills, only Sadie hadn’t been married yet. He imagined it

and Esther was dead, he

say the Fosters and Quills

made the office workers immediately

“We don’t know.”

“Don’t ask us. We…”

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