The Last Time I Cried Your Name novel Chapter 368

As soon as Petty finished speaking, the man across from her said calmly, "Alright."

But after he agreed, he watched her for a moment, his voice low. "Didn’t you say I had no credibility with you? Why play this game with me then?"

Petty held his gaze and didn’t back down. "So, are you going to lie to me?"

Franco’s eyes grew intense. "No, I won’t."

She wasn’t sure she believed him, but she figured she'd be able to tell on her own.

She set down her chopsticks and pushed back her chair. "Okay. I’ll see you on the terrace in an hour."

Franco watched her leave the dining room before he slowly put down his own utensils and got up. He walked off toward the kitchen.

The house staff looked surprised when he walked in. "Franco, is there something wrong with the food?"

They’d all used the recipes Franco left, down to tiny details like how much salt to add. Their instructions were simple: just cook whatever Petty liked.

"It’s fine. I’m just making some peanuts," Franco said, rolling up his sleeves. He didn’t even look their way. "You all can relax."

The five staff stood frozen. It wasn't until Franco picked up a frying pan that they snapped out of it and hurried over.

"Franco, let us do it."

"No, it’s okay," he said softly, like the thought had come to him just then. "It’s been a while since I made these for her."

On the terrace, Petty sat in a wicker chair as the sky darkened. She listened to the waves on the shore, leaning back and gazing up at the North Star.

The North Star always stays steady, barely moving in the sky. People on Earth hardly ever notice it change, so it’s looked at as something constant, almost eternal—a steady beacon in the universe.

Eternal… Was anything in this world truly unchanging?

She used to think nothing lasted forever. But now she knew at least one thing did.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify