When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster Chapter 844: About the Past Life

Chase Fletcher quickly walked toward him. "Why did you co down the mountain today?"

"I ca to do so feng shui consultation. My family hasn’t been having much luck recently. We arranged to et at this club. I’ve finished up and am preparing to head back up the mountain."

"How about a cup of tea?" Chase Fletcher extended the invitation to him.

Because they had t a few tis and the Taoist priest had a good relationship with Ian Fletcher, he treated Chase like a younger generation.

"Sure." The Taoist priest, being straightforward, went with him to one of the club’s halls.

This club only has three floors, with an elegant environnt.

In the vast reception hall, Chase Fletcher and the Taoist priest sat on the sofa, with a sandalwood tea table between them.

Watching the young man personally brew tea, the Taoist priest asked, "Has Mr. Fletcher recently started a relationship?"

"You know too?" Chase Fletcher raised his eyes with a smile, then quickly looked down again, focusing on brewing the tea. "I don’t think it was in the news, did my father say sothing?"

"I could tell." The Taoist priest, who rarely paid attention to outside matters and hadn’t seen Mr. Fletcher in a long ti, said, "Mr. Fletcher has a rosy glow; it’s clear there is so happiness surrounding you."

"I’ve long heard that the Taoist priest can predict many things, including romantic fortunes." Chase Fletcher handed him a cup of tea, "Jin Jun i—today, this tea was developed with innovative techniques on traditional black tea thods. It might taste slightly different than what you’ve had before."

The Taoist priest took the teacup and sniffed it carefully. "Hmm, the taste should be sweeter."

"Yes, it takes about 60,000 to 80,000 buds to make 500 grams of Jin Jun i—it truly is a rare treasure among teas." Chase Fletcher took a tea can from the drawer, "This is for you to take up the mountain and savor slowly."

The Taoist priest loved tea and had a deep understanding of tea culture; this gift was more delightful to him than a jewel.

"Thank you, Mr. Fletcher. I’ll gladly accept it." He accepted the exquisite tea canister and truly liked the tea.

"Mr. Fletcher, the woman you like, has she been divorced once?" the Taoist priest asked.

Chase Fletcher was slightly stunned, raised his eyes to look at him, and nodded, "Yes." He knew nothing escaped the Taoist priest’s eyes.

"Do you know why?" The Taoist priest stroked his beard with a smile.

Chase Fletcher thought for a mont and answered honestly, "Her ex-husband cheated, and he wasn’t a good person. Her forr parents-in-law were also difficult to get along with, which sowhat contributed to the failure of her previous marriage."

The Taoist priest wasn’t interested in those details; he only saw the cause and effect.

After sipping the Jin Jun i that he personally brewed, the Taoist priest shook his head and earnestly told him, "Because in a past life, you were her husband, and you let her down."

"..." Chase Fletcher looked up in surprise, staring at the Taoist priest for a long ti.

The Taoist priest said nothing more but, as he stood up, told him, "The bond is deep, which is why you have t again in this life, so cherish it well."

"Thank you for the tea, Mr. Fletcher, farewell." The Taoist priest smiled at him, holding the tea canister, and walked out.

Watching the Taoist priest’s departing figure, Chase Fletcher fell into deep thought.

So, is this why the first ti he saw Rachel Sherman, he felt an inexplicable compassion and wanted to protect her?

He didn’t care that she had been divorced or that she had a child; he just loved her that much.

With the connection from a past life, Chase Fletcher was even more certain that in this life, he could walk down this path with Rachel Sherman and be happy.

Since he let her down in a past life, he would strive to make up for it in this one.

At the sa ti, Chase Fletcher was curious about what kind of person he was in his past life, what foolish things he did. How could he have let her down?

Could it be that in a past life, he was like Dylan Shaw?

No, no, no, he wouldn’t be that awful!