Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman novel Chapter 1685

Chapter 1685

Felipe and Cathy locked eyes. After a long while, Cathy returned to her senses and broke free from Felipe’s hand.

“What on earth do you want to say?” Cathy asked, seemingly impatiently. “If you’re still not going to speak, I’ll leave, seriously.”

Seeing the decisiveness in Cathy’s eyes, Felipe dared not waste any more time.

Carefully, he took out an object from his pocket, then stretched out his hand toward Cathy.

Cathy looked down. The sight of the red string in Felipe’s palm stupefied her.

“I’m sorry. Forgive me for only realizing your importance after losing you. Forgive me for discovering you to be that little girl I have been thinking about for more than ten years only after realizing your importance.”

When Cathy heard Felipe’s words, her expression became slightly dazed for a moment, and a strange emotion flashed in her eyes.

“What… did you say?” Her tone, losing the earlier calmness, now sounded somewhat shaky. “Didn’t you know the entire time? Didn’t you only decide to sponsor me because you knew about our first meeting back then?”

“No.” Felipe shook his head slightly. “This whole time, I had mistaken Eveline as you.”

“… What?” Cathy was shocked once again. At the same time, she finally understood.

‘No wonder Felipe had been so concerned about Madeline and would protect her no matter what. It seemed that he had made a mistake…’

“For all those years, since meeting Eveline, I had thought she was you. I had thought that she was the girl who had given me the red rope when I was a child, bringing me hope and joy. Until I thought that you were going to leave me forever. Then, I finally realized that, after all these years, I had been giving the warmth and love that I should have given you to the wrong person.”

“…”

Upon hearing this, tears silently fell from Cathy’s eyes.

After giving his blessing, Felipe turned around.

The moment he let go, Cathy felt as though her heart was being hollowed out.

She clenched the red rope in her hand, watching Felipe’s bleak silhouette as he walked further away from her. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes again.

“Felipe!”

She called out his name with an indescribably intense feeling.

Felipe’s footsteps came to a halt.

He turned his head. It was unsure if his eyes were moist from the sea breeze as his vision of the beautiful face seemed slightly blurry. Gradually, he could not see Cathy’s expression clearly, but he could hear her question clearly. “Felipe, is there still a chance for us to see each other again?”