Chapter 63: Celebrating Her Birthday in Advance
Translator: 549690339
“But it’s my birthday…” Her birthday is the day after tomorrow, right?
Her words were cut off halfway through, “I have to fly to Country A the day after tomorrow, and I won’t be here. Tomorrow, I have several important etings, so I won’t have ti.”
So, is he celebrating her birthday in advance today? Enna Clark couldn’t quite describe how she felt, but she suddenly thought the man in front of her wasn’t as bad as she’d imagined. Her lips moved, and after a long while, she heard her own hoarse voice say, “Actually, you don’t have to celebrate my birthday specifically. I’m not used to having birthday celebrations.”
Ever since she was little, she never needed to celebrate her birthday.
That Juliet Jordan could tolerate her living in the Clark family was already the most significant concession. She couldn’t possibly be magnanimous enough to rember the birthday of her ‘husband’s betrayal evidence’, let alone bring it up voluntarily to aggravate herself. Dad…perhaps for the sa reason, he never ntioned her birthday either.
Auntie always blad her for the death of her birth mother and never thought about celebrating her birthday. Only Grandpa would give her a piece of candy on that day, pat her head, and sigh incessantly. Even she herself had almost forgotten her own birthday.
Enna Clark was sowhat bewildered.
Celebrating a birthday… She rembered when she was young, watching Jasmine Clark having a lively birthday party, she would hide outside, not daring to go ho, looking enviously through the window at her family’s happy gathering.
She took a deep breath, suppressing the sour taste in her heart, and exhaled.
It doesn’t matter; she’s grown up now and has Bobby. She’s no longer alone. Instead of envying Jasmine’s birthdays, she is now more satisfied with celebrating Bobby’s birthdays! She was never one to wallow in self-pity. As Grandpa always said, one must learn to be content to be happy.
Baron Lawrence observed her changing expressions. As he saw the gloom that filled her eyes when she ntioned her birthday, it felt like his heart was being tightly squeezed, making it hard for him to breathe.
“Enna Clark, you’ll get used to it in the future. You’ll have it every year.” His words were firm, like a promise.
Enna was shocked by his ‘every year’, her mouth moved, but before she could speak, she heard the man say, “I know you’re very touched right now, but you don’t need to thank . Just behave better in the future, and make less angry. That would be the best way to show your gratitude.”
‘ Enna’s face darkened, and the small fla of gratitude in her heart was extinguished.
He’s indeed a domineering maniac; she shouldn’t have thought too much about it..
User Comments
0 comments from readers