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.

winter, the sun got off work early and came to work late. Although it was

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

fruits ripened and Peyton was suddenly in

standing under the tree and was showered by the green

Peyton’s every need. He was a good cook too.

in her memories. The tree was the same. But they were different.

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

walked out and saw Peyton next

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

Peyton’s pale face, she looked

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

was here without looking.

“Morning.”

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

ginkgo soup one more time.”

appeared in Nolan’s dark eyes. He immediately recovered and said coldly, “It’s out of season. Peyton,

were red-rimmed. She muttered, “It’s the last favor I’ll

thought, “She has changed a lot in these three months.”

to look at the bare tree. His tone wasn’t as cold as before. “The ginkgo in the freezer isn’t fresh enough. You can wait till next

Next year…

thought, “I won’t live

you

“Yes.”

lightly, “Well…will you be happy once I’m

was like a rumble of thunder to Nolan.

think over the blood rushing in his

while, Nolan recovered and said coldly, “Fine. It

Nolan’s back and smiled.

“My death has an effect

retaliation idea suddenly crossed Peyton’s mind. She thought, “I’d like to see the

to know whether Nolan would be

fruits and other ingredients in the

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