Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
The house was in the middle, surrounded by a sea of flowers.
Rosalyn pushed him from the backyard to the front yard.
The man sitting in the car happened to turn his head and saw the woman pushing the man out, crossing over the white fence.
The golden sunlight shone on the two of them through the dappled shadows of the trees, making them look like a beautiful couple. Perhaps it was because Ryan wasn’t feeling well, even just coming out to sunbathe, his face turned pale.
Rosalyn saw the fine beads of sweat on his forehead and quickly bent down to persuade him.
“Should we go back?”
Ryan raised his thin fingers and lightly shook them.
“I planted a pear tree that you like the most, and I haven’t taken you to see it yet.”
The flowers he planted in his garden were all the ones Rosalyn used to like when she was young.
In this way, he reminisced about the past and made up for it.
However, he built a wall that buried their past.
There was a wet wipe behind the wheelchair, and after hesitating for two seconds, Rosalyn took it out. She originally wanted to hand it to him, but when she touched his frail back, she slowly withdrew her hand. She squatted down next to the wheelchair and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with the wet wipe. In the past, when she was sick, he would take care of her like this, and she always remembered this favor.
Ryan was stunned, staring into her eyes, and unintentionally teared up.
Andrew, who saw this scene, felt a sudden contraction in his deep black pupils.
The restless emotions that had finally calmed down instantly surged up again.
Rosalyn… I told you not to get too involved, but now you not only got involved, but also completely forgot about me!
Andrew reached out, picked up the phone lying on the car, unlocked it, and sent her a text message.
[It’s been two hours, when are you coming out?]
After sending it, he turned his head again to look at the two people in the garden.
Rosalyn didn’t look at her phone, she focused on wiping Ryan’s forehead.
The man who was being taken care of, after watching her for a while, spoke lightly.
“Rosalyn, you’re already married, it’s not appropriate for you to take care of me like this…”
Rosalyn pursed her lips, a shallow smile appeared from the bottom of her eyes.
“Ryan, if you don’t mind, let me treat you like a brother.”
Although these were cruel words, it was their ultimate destiny.
Unforgettable gratitude and emotions let them turn into family.
Ryan’s eyes were instantly filled with tears, the crystal tears made him tilt his head slightly.
The sunlight in the blue sky and white clouds, shining through the dense branches, pierced into his eyes.
Even though it hurt, he faced the light, pushing the tears back, pretending to be unaffected He lowered his head slightly, leaning towards Rosalyn.
The cheerfulness in his tone seemed to indicate that he truly accepted her as his sister.
Rosalyn saw his agreement and the smile on her lips relaxed even more. “Okay!”
She picked up the wet towel again, wiped his face, and then got up to push the wheelchair.
The two of them arrived under the pear tree, Ryan looked at the branches that had not yet bloomed, and his lips curved slightly.
“Rosalyn, in the spring of next year, this pear tree will bloom with beautiful white flowers.”
Rosalyn followed his gaze, facing the sunlight, and looked at the big pear tree, nodding gently.
“Then, I’ll come and accompany you to see the pear blossoms next spring.”
Ryan turned around and smiled at Rosalyn.
“Is that a promise?”
“Yes, of course it’s a promise.”
Ryan felt that this sentence was like a lifeline, suddenly pulling him out of the abyss.
“Then next spring, brother will be waiting for your arrival, don’t break your promise again.”
“Okay.”
Rosalyn’s sweet voice brought a hint of relief to Ryan’s eyes.
Since they couldn’t be together in this lifetime, let him exist in her world as a brother.
Looking at the two figures through the car window, Andrew slowly withdrew his hand from the wheelchair door.
The scene of them talking and laughing made him feel that it was meant to be.
And he, was just an outsider who stumbled into their missed years…
As this thought arose, Andrew’s thick eyelashes slowly fell, and his gaze gradually became hazy…
The pain that came to his temples made him uncontrollably raise his slender fingers and firmly press his forehead…
He endured the pain, lifted his cold eyes to gaze at the two from a distance, like gazing at unreachable stars.
Ryan prepared a table full of delicious food that Rosalyn likes. Nora warmly welcomed Rosalyn and then left the dining room. with Zoey and the maid, giving them space to catch up. Eva, who often came over, ate without any hesitation, occasionally picking some food for Rosalyn to make her feel more comfortable.
Ryan also cut a piece of steak and put it on Rosalyn’s plate.
“I remember you used to love eating beef, but I never let you have enough. Now, eat more,” he said. Although she looked a bit fuller than a few years ago, he still hoped she could eat more.
“Okay,” Rosalyn obediently picked up her fork, grabbed the beef, and put it in her mouth.
It was indeed tender and juicy, but she no longer enjoyed eating beef. She remembered when she was staying at Mansion No. 8 with Andrew, he would always have a five-star chef prepare delicious meals for her. That’s when her appetite changed. She never expected that as heart change, their tastes can change too. Humans were truly complex creatures…
