Two years later, on an ordinary workday.

Albert left work early, eager to treat Jeslyn to something nice.

Jeslyn had befriended folk around the villa and wanted what they had.

As Albert hopped into the car, his good mood evident, the driver quipped, Only Miss Jeslyn can put that grin on your face, Mr.

Waston.

Thoughts of Jeslyn brought a smile to Alberts lips. Shes actually quite the little troublemaker.

driver chuckled. My grandsons a real handful, even more so than Miss

singing her praises.

The driver happily agreed.

Alberts phone buzzed. Glancing at the caller

His brow furrowed slightly.

the past two years, Daisy occasionally called Albert, hoping to reconcile. But he stood firm in his decision. Eventually, she gave up hope and focused on her

now she remembered

the phone. But it wasnt Daisy on the line-it was a middle-aged man. Is this Mr. Waston? Your wife was in a car crash an hour ago and she requires urgent surgery. We require your signature on some

his eyes. He felt nothing but legally,

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