It’s precisely because of these day and night thoughts that her sleep has beco increasingly shallow, and the quality of her sleep has worsened. During the worst year, she relied on sleeping pills to fall asleep, and her physical condition deteriorated to the extre.
If it weren’t for seeing her eighteen-year-old photo in her second brother’s wallet today, she might never have rembered these things, as she rejects these bitter past mories from the bottom of her heart, which make her look so pathetic.
But perhaps her second brother has forgotten that she once wrote him a love letter?
Otherwise, when she returned to City C five years later, her second brother never ntioned this matter or gave her any explanation about why he never responded to that letter.
But it’s fine if he forgot, as now there’s no awkwardness in them being like siblings. If not lovers, at least they can be like siblings.
Daisy Grant stood by the apartnt window eating flower cakes, reminiscing about her youthful eighteen-year-old days, unable to sleep all night.
anwhile, Dawn Sutherland woke up in the middle of the night feeling a heavy headache, turned on the small bedside lamp, and glanced around the room he was sleeping in, his eyes filled with so surprise.
"Master bedroom? How did I end up in the master bedroom? What about Daisy?"
Dawn sat up, rubbed his aching temples, and his gaze unintentionally swept over the wallet on the bedside table. The wallet was open, and the photo from the past caught his eye, causing Dawn’s eyes to flinch suddenly as he recalled everything from the Royal One KTV.
At that ti, he had held Daisy tightly in his arms with real emotions, embracing her on his lap uncontrollably, and lowered his head to kiss her deeply...
Recalling that scene now, Dawn burst out with a curse!
"You shaless thing! Even Daisy’s advantage did you take!! Dawn Sutherland, you’re simply not human!!"
Dawn cursed himself, reached for his wallet, and his slender fingers caressed the youthful photo, his eyes instantly softening.
"That year when you were eighteen, you were so beautiful, beautiful enough to suffocate . It’s a pity that the one qualified to be by your side wasn’t during those years. I fought desperately to improve myself, just wanting to shorten the gap between us."
"As the illegitimate son of the Sutherland Family and the apple of the Grant Family’s eye, no one knows how much I care about this gap, how much I want to prove myself eagerly, that I am worthy of you."
"I didn’t expect I could really marry you as I wished. Although I couldn’t completely win your heart and person, just knowing you are now rightfully my wife, that your na fills the space for a spouse, warms my heart."
"Did you know how much I missed you when you were abroad, how much I couldn’t let go of you? I even crossed seas with a high fever of over thirty-nine degrees secretly just to see you..."
"Gone for five years, so decisive and carefree, did you ever rember soone waiting for your return in City C?"
"Clearly, things were good between us. Why was it that after your eighteenth birthday, you quietly went abroad?"
Having murmured to himself, Dawn closed his wallet, recalled Daisy using it to pay the bill today, and his gaze showed a hint of unease and tension.
Did she see this photo? If she asks about the photo in the wallet, how should he answer to make things less awkward between them?!
Dawn looked around the room, put on his shoes, and walked out of the master bedroom.
He opened the door to the adjacent guest bedroom, didn’t see that familiar figure, couldn’t help but furrow his brow, his steps a bit frantic, and his fingertips sowhat cold.
She’s not in the room, where would she go?!
Dawn walked out of the guest bedroom, followed the sound of a deep sigh, and saw that the person standing in front of the living room’s floor-to-ceiling window...
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