Chapter 984


    Ben wondered, “But you saw it just now, didn’t you? Mr. Javier still sided with Sophia. Maybe he


    hasn’t-”


    “Hmph. No. What he did was to protect his ego. No one knows my son better than myself.” Newton


    leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes. “Now, it’s only a matter of time before he gives up on


    Sophia. Reminding him of his love for Anne might push him in the right direction. After all, the dead


    usually carries more impact than the living. Learning about the truth will make him regret the past.”


    As the luxury car headed toward Seaview Manor, Javier sat in the seat, gripping the box tightly and


    bracing himself before opening it. The box had twoyers. The firstyer stored a tidy array of velvet


    pouches. With each pouch Javier opened, his heartache deepened.


    He saw the diamond ring he bought for the proposal. The diamond. might have been considered tiny by


    today’s standards, but it was a big deal 30 years ago.


    The emerald bracelet was his birthday gift to Anne, which he had. carefully selected. He remembered


    her birthday and all their anniversaries. Regretfully, he was unwilling to remind himself of her death


    anniversary.


    Taking a deep breath, he checked out the second drawer in the box, only to find a stack of old and


    faded photos.


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    Hands shaking, he looked through the photos. When he was done, his eyes were brimming with tears,


    and his ears were ringing from the shock.


    He was reminded of Anne’s love for photography. She loved taking walks in Seaview Manor and


    snapping away. He always wondered what she had captured, and he finally found the answer.


    He was the only subject under her camera lens. Behind the photos, she scribbled down heartfelt


    sentiments that she couldn’t express to him.


    She wrote, “I miss you in the silent hour when shadows stretch thin and long; in the startled bird’s


    lonely cry, its mournful song echoed.” “Before I knew it, I could not bear to be separated from you.


    Perhaps this is why they say that the woman was made of a rib out of the side of Adam.”


    “Javier, I hope you don’t mind my humble background, my problematic past, and my clumsy way of


    expressing my love. I know my love is nothing special for youpared to all the shiny things you


    possess, but it is all I can afford to give you. I love you so much.”


    Gripping so hard that he crumpled the photos, he sobbed, tears staining her neat handwriting. He


    mumbled, “W-Why have you never said this to me … Anne, do you know that I still love you so?”