Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Chapter 1261

In a village where mostly the elderly resided, Patrick wandered through the empty streets, hoping to find some answers. "Excuse me, sir, do you know where the Logan family lives?" he asked an elderly man he happened upon.

The old man simply pointed to his ears and gestured, indicating his hearing wasn't what it used to be.

Patrick carried on, undeterred.

After a while, he came across an old woman struggling with a bundle of firewood. "Hello, ma'am," Patrick said politely, "I'm looking for the Logans. Do they live nearby?"

The woman spoke in a local dialect, which Patrick couldn't quite grasp, but her hand movements gave him a rough idea of which direction to head in.

Armed with this new information, Patrick moved on, eventually arriving at a rundown area with an abandoned-looking cottage. Its door was partially buried under dirt, making it seem like no one had lived there for ages. There was no path forward, just this lonely, desolate house.

Sweat trickled down his neck as the sun blazed overhead, leaving him parched.

farmland where a few middle-aged folks were busy tending their crops. He approached, his polished shoes sticking

who might you be to Logan?" an older

then replied, "...He's

nephew?" The man and his wife exchanged a

my last name's Yan, and my father

then recognition dawned on his face.

with Logan, back when they were both young and close friends.

your dad drove into our village was quite a sight. The first car I ever sat in was

passed away, and your dad came over. He mentioned his wife was expecting at the

man continued warmly, "You must be

nodded again. "Yeah,

his voice. "Indeed, half a lifetime's gone