Scarlett raised her eyebrows. Then she took the phone again and clicked the album that Raymond found for her.
There were only two photos in it. Before she magnified the two photos, she felt them familiar. After magnifying them, she immediately knew where and when the photos were taken.
She looked up at him. "Hometown Day?"
"Yeah.”
The photos were indeed taken on Hometown Day this year, when he followed her back to Chatbury City.
After Scarlett came out from a friend's house that day, she stood alone waiting for
a bus on the side of the road. On that night, there were not many cars on the road. She stood alone at the bus stop and waited for a long time, after which she planned to order a taxi online.
Raymond hid in the dark. Just after answering a phone, when he looked up, he saw Scarlett requesting a car on her phone.
At a distance of thirty meters from her, he felt a pain in his heart when he saw her standing alone.
After the divorce, Scarlett lived a happy and wonderful life. But Scarlett that night looked that lonely.
He didn’t know why he wanted to take photos of her. After returning to Juanton City, he often looked at these photos. Whenever he saw the photos, he would recall that night when people were celebrating Hometown Day with their family members, Scarlett stood on the empty street alone, waiting for a taxi.
If the relationship between them had not been so bad at that time, he would have walked over to hug her.
Anyway, he would have let her know that she was not alone.
The other photo was taken while he was sitting in his car after he accompanied her back home that night.
The building where she lived was very high, and he didn’t know which floor she lived on.
Scarlett watched the photos for a while." Good shots."
Then she gave the phone back to him. "I want to eat the sandwich."
Raymond knew that Scarlett was very tired, so he took her sandwich and said, " Let me feed you."
Looking at him, Scarlett flushed. "I’ll eat by myself."
She had been eating by herself since she was three years old. And now she was twenty-seven. It was embarrassed and strange for her to be fed.
Scarlett reached out to take the sandwich, but failed.
Looking at her parents on the sofa, she couldn’t even tell whether it was in a dream or in reality.
It had been ten years since the accident that day. Every time she opened the door, no one was in the house, only with boundless silence.
She broke away from Raymond and ran to the sofa. "Mom, Dad—"
However, when Scarlett spread her arms, her parents on the sofa disappeared immediately.
Scarlett suddenly woke up. The room was faint light, but it was bright outside.
Sitting up, she raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes. After a while, she came back to her senses. "Hilla, open the curtains."
"Okay, master."
It was a dream.
The curtains were slowly opened, and the bright sunlight came in, making her a little dazzled.
Scarlett raised her hand to block it, and took the phone on the table with the other hand. When she saw the time, she frowned. It was past eight o’clock.
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