When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 440: Unconditional Trust in Him

Nightti, the moon appears above the treetops.

In a villa nestled by the mountains and water, the light in the second-floor bedroom is still on, but it’s a soft, warm yellow that helps with sleep.

The dical staff have already left, with soone guarding the door.

Caleb Lancaster lies flat on the broad, soft bed. The room is exceptionally quiet as he stares at the ceiling, sleep nowhere to be found.

Nobody knows what he’s thinking as his eyes fix on the lamp emitting a halo of light, staring for a long ti...

Perhaps he is the loneliest person?

After half an hour, he slowly, very slowly, raises his right hand toward his gaunt face.

He lightly scratches an itch on his face with his fingernail, then slowly, very slowly, lowers his right hand...

Yes, now that he’s no longer under control by dication, he’s improved a lot.

After a while, he gently closes his eyes, his breath sowhat weak as the room remains quiet enough to hear a pin drop.

The words Faye Turner said to him during recent walks swirl in his mind... that kind face, the bell-like voice, calling him dad again and again.

Coupled with her tone the last ti she ca and what she confessed, Caleb Lancaster feels this girl is not simple...

He doesn’t know whether she’s trustworthy or not, as she speaks so nicely, but you can tell she’s a clever one.

She knows he can stand up, yet she keeps it a secret.

Key point, Caleb Lancaster does not know Adrian Lancaster is not his child.

At night, in a certain beautiful villa.

Adrian Lancaster cos out after showering, his broad chest and the muscles around his abdon fully exposed.

"Put on so clothes!" Faye Turner, leaning against the bedhead with a reddened face, reminds him.

He smiles, turns around, and drapes the towel over himself.

He lies under the covers, then turns to wrap his arm around Faye Turner, gently placing his large hand upon her abdon.

"Adrian." She softly calls his na.

The man’s deep, magnetic voice falls by his wife’s ear, "What is your command, madam?"

"No matter what happens in the future, no matter how the dia writes it—even if they photograph you in bed with another woman—it doesn’t matter."

Upon hearing this, Adrian Lancaster feels a pang, his face darkening, don’t you care about ?

Before he has a chance to worry, she tightens his hand in front of her abdon and continues, "I won’t listen to them, I want to hear from you, because I trust you."

The heart that was lifted high falls with a thud!

Adrian Lancaster gently caresses her abdon—

"Faye, I won’t let you go to bed with emotions, nor will I let you self-regulate. The so-called self-regulation is gradually drifting away from , and I don’t want you to be like that!"

He says, "That’s why I will apologize, and I will reflect more."

"What a good husband, let Teacher Gable give you an award tomorrow."

"Thank you, wife!"

Although he lacks dating experience, he knows that when soone accumulates enough disappointnt, it’s the beginning of losing them.

It was so hard for him to find her, so he must manage this marriage well.

Leaning in Adrian Lancaster’s embrace, feeling his warmth, listening to his heartbeat, Faye Turner slowly closes her eyes...

That night, they slept holding each other, as if embracing their entire world.

Early the next morning.

Sienna Dawson got up slightly past five, too excited all night and couldn’t sleep.

In late autumn, at this mont, the sky is just barely light.

With the bedroom light on, she dug out the color sche she wore most often in high school, which is Adrian Lancaster’s favorite, a pink and white outfit dress, and once she wore it, it gave off a really youthful vibe.

She deliberately wore the pair of earrings Adrian Lancaster bought for her and felt a bit grateful she didn’t throw them away during the breakup.

She applied light makeup, firmly rembering Mrs. Lancaster’s words that her grandfather didn’t like heavy makeup.