Chapter 8 Will You Be Happy

Peyton looked down at the paper and recognized the address. It was a

cemetery.

Peyton thought, “Did Nolan’s sister die? But what does it have to do with Dad? I know my dad. He would never harm a little girl.”

Peyton understood that this was all she could get from Lucian and Jayson. She didn’t pester them for more information. For the rest of the ride to the Dalton’s mansion, Peyton merely sat quietly in the backseat.

A million thoughts raced across Peyton’s mind when she saw this familiar house.

Lucian asked politely, “Mrs. Dalton, would you like to get out of the car?”

Peyton answered, “No. I’ll wait for Nolan in the car.”

The divorce would be the last time their paths crossed. Peyton didn’t want any accidents. Everything in the Dalton’s mansion could bring up Peyton’s memories of their marriage. She didn’t want to risk it.

Peyton blamed her cowardice on Nolan. Nolan treated her too well.

Although Nolan was getting more aloof every time they met, Peyton still remembered their happy memories.

Peyton should hate Nolan. But she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

Jayson kept the car running. The air conditioner sent warm wind out steadily. Peyton was alone in the car. Her stomachache was back. Peyton curled into a fetal position and pulled her legs to her chest.

tightly. She sat on the seat and silently waited for the sunrise.

sun got off work early and came to work late. Although it was past seven, it was still dark

Its leaves had fallen off long ago. Peyton stared at it and was

almost 20 meters tall. But when the ginkgo tree’s golden fruits ripened and Peyton was suddenly in the mood for ginkgo. soup, Nolan would climb the tree

the tree and was showered by the green

gentle and catered to Peyton’s every need. He was a good

lost in her

struggling to stay on the branches. But they were as dead as their

out and saw Peyton next to the tree.

thin sweater. She cranked her neck to look at the tree. Her hair was dancing in the chilly wind.

turned better. When the first ray of sunlight shone on Peyton’s pale face, she looked

a bandage on. Nolan found it strange that Peyton was still wearing the same outfit as

was here

“Morning.”

The few steps between them felt like a huge gap that

ginkgo soup one more time.”

and said coldly, “It’s out of season. Peyton,

the last favor I’ll ask.

“She has changed a

before. “The ginkgo in the freezer isn’t fresh enough.

Next year…

bark and thought, “I won’t live to

do you hate me?”

“Yes.”

lightly, “Well…will you be happy

rumble of thunder

blood rushing in his ears.

coldly, “Fine. It isn’t a big deal anyway. Come

watched Nolan’s back

“My death has an effect on

thought, “I’d like to see the look on his face when he learns about

know whether Nolan would be happy or sad.

other ingredients in the freezer to

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