"Click!"
Brother Hawthorne had already taken the photo.
Serena Sterling realized this and apologized, "Sorry, I wasn’t looking at the cara. Shall we take another one?"
"Yes, yes!" Brother Hawthorne replied happily.
Serena looked at the cara again and smiled.
"Click!"
The instant cara clicked, capturing Brother Hawthorne, June Hawthorne, and Serena, who was wearing a mask.
Serena watched as Brother Hawthorne took out the photo and handed it to her.
She signed Irene’s na on it.
After everything was done, Serena looked up at the spot where Julian Lawson was just now.
He had already left with Vera Hansen.
The spot was empty, devoid of anything.
Serena paused for a mont, then looked away, but accidentally t the eyes of First Young Master Hawthorne.
He just looked at her, saying nothing, and upon noticing her gaze, he looked away and urged his siblings to leave.
Serena said nothing and followed Jasper Ford into the babysitter’s car.
The car moved slowly forward, and because today’s filming went smoothly, they finished work early.
Serena’s health was much better than before, not as weak as she was previously.
She removed her makeup on the babysitter’s car, took off the mask, and changed her clothes.
Rembering what the policewoman had said to her, her car had been repaired, so she told Jasper and got off midway.
She planned to pick up the car and then visit her residence.
For all these days, she had been staying in the hospital and wanted to return ho once.
Jasper didn’t argue and dropped her off near the 4S shop.
Serena watched the car leave and then slowly walked into the 4S shop.
After a series of procedures, Serena got her car back.
Sitting in the driver’s seat again, she felt a strange sensation.
The last ti she drove this car seed like ages ago.
Yet, it had only been 10 days.
Serena pressed her lips together, suppressing the unease in her heart, started the car, and drove on the city roads.
At this mont, the sky was already dark, right at the evening rush hour.
The dim streetlights were lit, and the cars ahead had their lights on, everything seed particularly busy.
The car radio quietly played Eason Coleman’s "Happy on a Cloudy Day," occasionally alerting traffic jams in certain areas.
Having been bedridden in the hospital for many days, Serena found herself unaccustod to it all.
Like a person suspended in the air, she had forgotten the real hustle and bustle of life.
Serena looked at the traffic on the viaduct ahead, suppressing the unease and focusing on driving.
anwhile, below the viaduct, a Bentley was moving slowly in the traffic.
Julian Lawson sat in the back seat, looking out the window.
Beside him sat Vera Hansen, who was looking at her phone, ssaging soone.
Julian looked at the traffic outside.
For so many years, the city remained as crowded as ever.
The scene of the masked woman taking photos with the Hawthorne siblings appeared before his eyes again.
He couldn’t understand why he was so concerned about that masked woman.
After all, she was Jasper Ford’s woman.
Maybe because seeing that woman always made him think of Serena.
The light ahead turned red, and the driver pressed the brakes steadily.
Perhaps because of this pause, Julian thought of Serena again.
Rembering the 12-hour ferry escape from Zetania.
Later, they successfully landed ashore.
Waiting for them at the dock were their own people.
No surprises, no major thrilling monts.
Only those eyes she held when she looked up at him.
Smiling, trusting, determined.
Those eyes were filled with him.
Sitting in the car, Julian suddenly felt suffocated.
He rolled down the car window, wanting to breathe.
Yet the suffocating feeling didn’t go away.
His heart felt as if soone was gripping it tightly, painfully.
"Listen to what the cloudy day says, in the dimness, I want to speak to the sky, saying no matter what, happy on a cloudy day."
Next to him, a car waiting at the red light played the sa song.
It was Eason Coleman’s "Happy on a Cloudy Day."
After landing, it seed to be a cloudy day.
The sea after the snow, with its cold beauty, she tightly held his hand at that ti.
He suddenly started thinking of her again.
"Brother Julian, they’re saying online that the pendant you bought looks nice." Vera Hansen’s voice ca from beside him.
Julian returned to his senses, looked at Vera, the pendant around her neck shining brightly.
"Yes," he replied, "It matches you."
"Right, I think so too," Vera laughed more joyfully.
Julian slightly dropped his eyes, his lips pressed together.
Vera only had less than half a year left.
This was his responsibility, his guilt toward Vera.
He was going through the divorce with Serena.
Everything would wait until after half a year.
Exactly, lately Serena had begun to understand things better, even if sulking, she didn’t create a scene, which was good.
The song in the car beside finished playing, and the red light ahead turned green, the Bentley restarted, heading in another direction.
anwhile, Serena on the viaduct was also driving in a direction opposite to Julian Lawson.
Two people heading in different directions of the city.
Finally, Serena returned to the parking lot of the rented neighborhood.
After parking and turning off the engine, Serena took her bag from the back seat.
Then instinctively reached into the nearby drawer to check if anything was left behind.
She thought there wouldn’t be anything, but she felt a small bag.
Frowning slightly, Serena took out the small bag.
Just opening the bag, her hand paused slightly.
Quietly lying inside was her dication.
dication she got from seeing the psychiatrist.
Back then, her child was still there.
She hadn’t yet realized the importance of the child, thinking she would start dication after aborting the child.
But later, the child was gone, she was hospitalized, the car was under repair, and the dication lay in that drawer until now, appearing before her eyes again.
Serena hesitated slightly, finally reaching out again to take a box of dicine.
She wanted to open the packaging, but her hand seed to lose strength suddenly, unable to tear it open.
Tears fell onto the dicine box, the delayed pain engulfed her.
It had been 10 days since the child was lost, and when she woke in the hospital and found out the child was gone, she fell into numbness, not wanting anything, feeling nothing, no joy or sorrow.
Up until now, these dications pierced through the numbness like a sharp sword, bringing her back to a world full of sadness.
Tears soaked the dicine box.
This was the first ti she cried in many days.
She felt so sad.
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