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. Although it was past

the yard. Its leaves had fallen off long ago.

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

the tree and was showered by the green and golden

catered to Peyton’s every need.

to the ginkgo tree as she was lost in her

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

out and saw Peyton next to the tree.

her neck to look at

better. When the first ray of sunlight shone on Peyton’s pale face, she looked like a fairy who was about to

still had a bandage on. Nolan found it strange that Peyton

Nolan was here without looking.

“Morning.”

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

your ginkgo soup

eyes. He immediately recovered and said

red-rimmed. She muttered, “It’s the last favor I’ll ask. Can’t you do it for me?”

a lot in these three

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

Next year…

thought, “I

you

“Yes.”

“Well…will you be happy once I’m gone?”

question was like a rumble

think over the blood rushing in his

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

Nolan’s back and smiled.

thought, “My death has an effect on him.”

like to see the look on

to know whether Nolan would be

fruits and other ingredients in

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