Chapter 236 Our Agreement

The smile in Faris's eyes slowly faded.

With a tired grin, Faris asked, "Are you eager to get rid of me?"

I shook my head, "No, I just don't want to hold you back. You should get married, have kids. And I..."

I looked down, feeling the sadness creep back in.

"I don't plan on getting married again," I said quietly.

Faris leaned back, tilted his head, and with a slight smile said, "Marriage is just a piece of paper. Kids need a dad when they grow up. I'm not forcing you to sleep with me."

"Faris!" I looked at him, feeling helpless.

He shrugged and gave a bitter smile, "Alright, I was joking. I know you don't need me anymore. I'll go."

Dinner was tasteless, with a sense of sadness and bitterness hanging in the air, blending into the food. After dinner, when I finished washing the dishes and came out, Faris was sitting on the couch, motionless, with only a faint smoke rising in front of him.

Just then, the nanny came down with the two kids. Faris stubbed out his cigarette and walked towards them.

The kids had spent a lot of time with Faris recently and were very familiar with him. From a distance, they reached out their little hands for a hug. Faris squatted down, holding both kids in his arms and kissed their cheeks. True feelings couldn't be faked, just like the love and reluctance he was showing then, completely genuine.

After letting go of the kids, they quickly went to play with their toys. Young children had a simple and happy world, without much sorrow and joy. Even when I taught them to wave goodbye to Faris, they were cheerful and indifferent, not understanding the sadness of parting at all.

I walked Faris to the door. It was snowing heavily outside, with large snowflakes falling like goose feathers.

Faris's black hair was soon covered with snowflakes, and I thought my head must be the same. When we reached his car, he stopped and half-jokingly said, "Aren't you going to give me a goodbye kiss?"

Although he was smiling, I could sense a hint of sadness in his smile. Seeing that I didn't respond, Faris said, "Let's have a farewell hug!"

He approached me and gently hugged me. This hug was not as forceful or intense as any before, nor did it carry any desire. It was just a tender, reluctant embrace.

We hugged for a while, then he let go of me, gently brushed the snow off my head, and said softly, "Take good care of yourself!"

I said I would. I stood there for a long time, watching his car drive away. I knew I owed him a lot, but I could never repay him in this lifetime.

I changed into a thick down jacket and braved the wind and snow to the cemetery. The ground was now completely covered with snow, a vast expanse of white.

In my heart, I always held a fantasy that Ethan would come back, hoping he would suddenly appear in front of me one day. But as time passed, I had to accept the reality. He won't come back anymore.

Holding flowers, I walked into the cemetery and saw a figure standing in the wind and snow from a distance.

the tombstone, and mustered the courage to look

the

realize that I never truly understood

through the wind

up, looking at the tombstone, my

anyone truly understood him. Only he knew the mission he was carrying, so no one could understand the pain in his heart. He had to bear it alone until the day his shoulders could

all turned into a sigh. It

abundant gifts, their faces filled with New Year's joy. This joy was so dazzling,

found there was a New Year sale, and that many older women were grabbing discounted clothes. Among them, I

crowd. She pulled out a discounted down jacket from a pile of sale items. The color and style of the jacket were only

card, and handed it over. The cashier swiped it and handed

can't be used. Can you

over another card. But just like before, the cashier said it couldn't be used. Faye awkwardly rummaged through her bag, her ears turning red. The line behind her was getting longer, and people started

much is

abruptly. Because of the sunglasses, I couldn't see her eyes, but I imagined she must be shocked and embarrassed at

hundred and sixty-eight dollars," the

nodded and handed over a

"Charge it to mine."

were slow and difficult as she took the jacket, but she eventually accepted it. After leaving the supermarket, we found a café

did I ask how she was doing. I didn't want to hurt her pride. We sat for a while, the cold air we brought in from outside had completely dissipated, and Faye finally

saying, "No need. If it were a stranger today, I would have paid the two hundred dollars as well. I grew up in poverty and have been in

with concern, "I heard about Ethan. I

her voice choked up, as if she was too sad to continue. Tears streamed down from under

kept thinking I'd apologize and seek his forgiveness once he calmed down. But he left so suddenly, and I never got the chance to apologize."

Nothing is more important than

kept streaming down from behind her sunglasses, and she said sadly with a nasal tone, "I really regret it. I spent so much time making him angry and putting him in difficult situations. If I had another chance, I wouldn't do it again. There aren't many people in this world who are good to me. So when

always wanted you

a sore spot and

let

off her

husband hit

with him. I didn't really know him. When we first got married, he was pretty good to me. But within a

she was still acting like a wealthy and

"I

for you, but you didn't work hard enough and ruined your own path. Did you marry for love? I don't think so. I believe it was more

the past, Faye would have responded to my words with even sharper and more sarcastic remarks. But this time, she didn't. She let the tears flow down her face, her nose and eyes red from crying, looking very disheveled. "Yes, I deserve it. I thought marrying into a wealthy family would mean a life without worries. A few days ago, he openly brought a woman home. I was so angry that I argued with him. He

lowered her head in despair, saying, "I haven't acted in a long time. Now, no one even offers me small

minor roles. It's not scary to start

looking lost. I placed the money for the bill on the

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