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.

beneath the light gray turtleneck sweater he wore, the outline of his chest muscles was still visible. He looked, at most, in his early 50s. But in reality,

to play in the script was nothing like this—an old man down on his luck, scruffy, rummaging through trash

director who would cast a big-name actor just because

him, but Josephine hurriedly grabbed his arm. "Never interrupt someone

onto Ethan's arm. And, of course, Ethan had no intention of pointing it out. Hence,

ernet

waited for

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

conversation afterward would

eyes on the chessboard, but his mind was elsewhere. His

arm.

something solid to anchor herself. Her fingers would tighten and then relax, over and over again, like a teasing

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

wouldn't notice unless lookinget

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