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Chapter 675 Mr. Nash’s Unexpected Arrival save

Wingfield gazed at Zayla, his demeanor tinged with loneliness and a hint of melancholy, perhaps influenced by alcohol. Zayla nodded in understanding. Wingfield gestured toward a spot nearby.

“She’s over there…”

Zayla followed his gaze to the shimmering sea under the moonlit sky. She felt a slight pang of confusion, but an unsettling premonition gripped her heart. Choosing not to ask further, she simply watched Wingfield in silence. Wingfield mustered a bitter smile and spoke again, his voice laden with sorrow. “She remains forever trapped in the summer when she was thirteen.”

Zayla’s eyes welled up with a touch of sadness. She bit her lip, her delicate eyebrows furrowing in concern.

She didn’t know what words to offer as solace to Wingfield, nor did she know how to divert the conversation… away from this sea of sorrow. She couldn’t either ascertain if this was merely Wingfield’s emotional release prompted by alcohol.

If sharing his pain provided some relief, then perhaps this discussion needed to continue. But she truly didn’t know… what to say. Thus, she quietly observed him, attentively listening to his heartfelt disclosure.

her once. She had waited through one thousand and one sunny days. “And that day happened to mark the one thousand and first

sea voyage, and she waited alone by the shore, yearning for their return and for

she encountered a group of drunkards. After tormenting her, they pressed her into the sea until

I always warned her never to leave the house at night, and she alwaysBooks Chapters Are Daily Updated

one occasion, just that single time… It wasn’t that

can’t speak, she can’t hear anything, and she can’t even shout for

his words disjointed and difficult to string together. At that moment, his emotions crumbled completely, and an indescribable sorrow consumed him, tears cascading down his face. A true man does not easily shed tears, except

the heart of a brother,

and One Nights”, formed nothing more than a brief tale, an unfinished narrative left by a

Wingfield was not to blame, nor was his sister. The true culprits were the scoundrels,

he shouldn’t burden himself excessively, and to convey that his sister wouldn’t wish to witness her brother in

these very words to him… “Wingfield.” Zayla gently nudged him with her hand. “Let’s take a

his presence, let alone suggesting

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