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.

early and came to work late.

had fallen off long ago.

and Peyton was suddenly in the mood

was showered by the green

then, Nolan was gentle and catered to Peyton’s every need. He

was lost in her memories. The tree was the same.

a few dried leaves were struggling to stay on the branches. But they were as

saw Peyton

sweater. She cranked her neck to look at the tree. Her hair

on Peyton’s pale

had a bandage on. Nolan found it strange that Peyton

Peyton knew Nolan was

“Morning.”

and looked at Nolan’s slender figure. The few steps between them felt

ginkgo

of shock appeared in Nolan’s dark eyes. He immediately recovered and

“It’s the last favor I’ll ask. Can’t you do

a lot

His tone wasn’t as cold as before. “The ginkgo in the freezer isn’t fresh enough. You can wait till

Next year…

caressed the tough bark and thought, “I won’t live to then.”

you

“Yes.”

said lightly, “Well…will you be happy

a rumble of thunder to Nolan.

over the blood rushing in his ears.

and said coldly, “Fine.

Nolan’s back

“My death has an

crossed Peyton’s mind. She thought, “I’d like to see the look on his face

to know whether Nolan

other ingredients

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