That voice...
Susan turned and saw Luke staring at her in surprise.
The fountain created a light mist in front of him, softening his features instantly.
Susan could not help but fall into a trance.
A familiar face in a familiar place.
Everything seemed to have happened just yesterday, but at the same time, it was as though a century had passed.
"What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?"
They both spoke at the same time.
Stunned, Luke then broke out into a smile. "For some reason, I've always regarded today as an important day, so I came here."
Susan's heart skipped a beat.
"Next time, every year when it's your birthday, we will come to see the fountain. Then, I will make you a ring, alright?"
"Are you that stingy? Is the ring only going to be made of straw?" "I mean a real ring. I want to give you one with the blessings of the entire world.”
Tragically, the world did not bless them as such.
When Luke had taken her to meet his parents, all they received was rejection.
"Susan, don't be afraid. Even if the whole world doesn’t bless us, I'll still be with you. This intention of mine will never change forever."
Never change forever? What happened to forever?
With a single car accident, everything changed.
Susan turned her gaze to Luke and bit her lower lip slightly. "I still have some errands to run. I'll leave first.”
"Wait!" Luke grabbed her hand suddenly.
Susan drew her hand back hard but failed to escape from his grip. Then, she lowered her head and asked quietly, "Yes?"
"Have we ever...met before this?" Luke looked at her stubborn side profile.
A flash of complicated emotions was seen in Susan's eyes and she answered without a pause, "No, we have never met before! The last time we met at the cafe was my first time meeting you."
"Really? Then, why don't you dare look at me?" Luke frowned.
"Of course, it's true." Susan looked up at him immediately. "The reason I daren't look at you is because of your jealous fiancee. She might think I'm coveting you. Mr. Jenkins, if I were you, I wouldn't hold the hand of a woman I don’t know like this!"
Her tone was cold, and Luke knew that he should let g o of her. However, he was somehow reluctant to.
He pursed his lips and asked, "Are you married? Is it t o Julian Shaw?"
"Yes, I am." Susan nodded firmly. "So, can you let me g o now?"
"My sister told me that Madam Shaw doesn't really like you and Julian isn’t a reliable man. You should be having a difficult time at the Shaw residence. You..."
"So what?" Susan's voice went up a notch louder. " Madam Shaw doesn’t like me, but at least she pays for my brother's medical expenses. Julian isn't reliable, but at least, he married me. Besides that, my wellbeing isn’t your business. I left you and I could still...” She stopped abruptly.
"Left me? What do you mean, Susan?" Luke asked curiously.
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