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

long ago. Peyton stared at

almost 20 meters tall. But when the ginkgo tree’s golden fruits ripened and Peyton was suddenly in

and was showered by the green and golden leaves.

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

to the ginkgo tree as she was lost in her memories. The tree

a few dried leaves were struggling to stay on the

and saw Peyton next to the

cranked her neck to look at the

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

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

knew Nolan was here without looking.

“Morning.”

steps between them felt like a huge gap

have your ginkgo soup one more time.”

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

the last favor

changed a lot

to look at the bare tree. His tone wasn’t as cold as before. “The ginkgo

Next year…

caressed the tough bark and thought, “I

do you hate me?”

“Yes.”

lightly, “Well…will you

was like a rumble

over the blood

coldly, “Fine. It isn’t a

watched Nolan’s back and

death has

mind. She thought, “I’d like to see the look on his face when he

know whether Nolan would be happy

fruits and other ingredients in the

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