Chapter 126


Ethan nodded in agreement. "Hence, over the years, I've taken up calligraphy, painting, music, and anything that might help me keep things fresh for her as long as possible."

Woah, that was... a lot. Josephine couldn't help but feel a little envious of that woman. Up until now, no man had ever liked her this much or put in so much work for her. No, she was getting ahead of herself. The truth was, she hadn't even met a man who was willing to be devoted to her.

This realization made her feel a little miserable.

As they got closer to the community garden of the residential complex, the sound of musical instruments being played filled the air. Just a little ahead, a group had gathered in the gazebo.

Ethan seemed familiar with the place. "Let's go take a look."

As the couple neared the gazebo, they spotted a crowd of elderly folks surrounding a stone table, all engrossed in a chess match. One of the players was Nick.

of his youth. His physique was well-maintained, and even beneath the light gray turtleneck sweater he wore, the outline of

have some doubts. The character he was supposed to play in the script was nothing like this—an old man down on his luck, scruffy, rummaging through trash

director who would cast

to him, but Josephine hurriedly grabbed

that she didn't even realize she was still holding onto Ethan's arm. And, of course, Ethan had no intention of pointing it out. Hence, the two them just stood there quietly blending

ernet

waited

rooted for Nick to win. If he won, he'd

conversation afterward would go

on the other hand, had his eyes on the chessboard, but his mind was elsewhere. His entire focus was

arm.

needed something solid to anchor herself. Her fingers would tighten and then relax, over and

end, he gave in and glanced at her hand. Her nails were painted with a faint, almost imperceptible shade

wouldn't notice unless lookinget

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