Chapter 530:

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The lighting in the video was a little dim, but I could still see his face, which looked a little red. He looked drunk. He leaned back on the couch, guitar in hands, and sang softly into the camera.

“I hope I don’t cry when I miss you. I’m all alone now. And the tears keep flowing. I miss you so much, where are you, are you happy or not? I miss you so much. Suddenly, my memories blur before my eyes…” He looked so taciturn. As he sang, he looked off into the distance with tears in his eyes.

When he finished singing, he managed to sketch a faint smile.

“Honey, I’m so sorry. I love you.” Then the video came to an end and disappeared.

I lunged for the screen, but, of course, I couldn’t grab him. And I couldn’t ask him to stay. I collapsed on the table and cried my eyes out.

I heard footsteps pausing at the door. The person stood there for a while, but then I heard his footsteps head back downstairs. I was so sad that I felt like I was in a depressive trance.

I looked at all the familiar things in the room. I felt as if I had suddenly woken up from a dream. I felt relieved and lucky to have woken up.

“Did I just have a terrible nightmare? Yes, it was just a dream. Fortunately, it was just a dream!” I said to myself.

I ran downstairs. Alvaro was feeding the twins when he saw me suddenly run downstairs. I went straight to the kitchen and opened the fridge in search of some ingredients. However, there weren’t many ingredients. Maybe Derek hadn’t cooked for a while. I remembered that the first thing I made him in this kitchen was noodles. And the night I moved into this house, I also made noodles. He had joked, “You only know how to cook noodles?”. It was as if this scene had happened just yesterday. I took out some noodles and eggs, and was about to start cooking when Alvaro came to the door and said, “I’ve already prepared dinner.”

I carefully washed the pot and, without looking at him again, replied, “He likes to eat the noodles I make.”

I served the cooked noodles on the dining table. He had not yet returned. I didn’t look at the time. I assumed he would be busy. I waited for him. If the noodles stuck together when he came back, I would make him another fresh bowl. But what was I to do while I waited? I ran upstairs, washed his shirt in the bathroom and hung it out to dry on the balcony.

It was dark outside and still pouring rain. I could hear the continuous splashing of the raindrops as they hit the ground. I watched the rain from the balcony, lost in thought.

The wind was blowing over me and I couldn’t help but shiver. Suddenly I realized that I was soaked to the bone and couldn’t remember how my clothes had gotten wet.

Why was I soaked? It was the heavy rain… So it hadn’t all been a dream. So what happened in my dream hadn’t just been my imagination.

The sky would clear when it stopped raining. The earth was still spinning, and the sun would still rise in the east the next day. But Derek could never come back.

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When I realized this, I grabbed the shirt hanging in front of me to dry, and my heart began to implode.

He would come back, wouldn’t he? How I longed to hear his car in the driveway. And then he’d open the door and call me “honey.”

I held my shirt and slowly lost consciousness as my tears flowed unabated.

As I passed out, a pair of arms caught me, just in time. I had a long sleep. It was all about what had happened in the past years. Everything I had worried so much about and fought so desperately for was now meaningless. What was more important than his life?

When I woke up, I saw a vague figure in front of the bed. I sat up, threw myself into his arms and clung to him tightly. His embrace was so warm and comforting that my eyes began to burn. This was not a dream. This couldn’t be a dream.

“Derek, you’re back! I’m not mad at you. I know you’ve had to face a lot of hardships. I just want you to be with me now. Let’s be happy. Let’s not argue about trivial things anymore, OK?”.

But the person sighed.

“Eveline… ”

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