Chapter 217: Chapter 218

Chapter 218 I Will Treat You Well in the Future

Kevin seemed to not see the disappointment in her eyes and reached out towards her. “Just happened

to run into you. Peyton, are you lost or did you twist your foot?”

Peyton refused his assistance and got up on her own. She smiled

helplessly and said, “I was lost in thought just now and unconsciously walked here.”

“My house is nearby. Peyton, if you don’t mind, you can go and see Dawn. She has always missed

you.”

She couldn’t refuse this reason.

The warm interior of the car contrasted sharply with the outside. Kevin handed over a cup of unopened

milk tea.

“I was originally planning to drink it at home, but it’s just right to warm you up.”

Peyton looked down and saw ginger tea.

“Thank you.”

“Sister, there’s no need to be polite with me,” he smiled and turned the steering wheel with one hand.

Peyton felt a bit strange. She suddenly had a feeling that the cup of ginger tea was actually bought for

her, and their encounter was not a coincidence.

Kevin’s face was open and honest, with no trace of any hidden agenda.

She dispelled her unrealistic fantasies from her mind.

“Peyton, why were you looking at me like that?”

Peyton took a sip of warm ginger tea and sighed. “I’m just feeling a bit nostalgic, the kids from back

then grew up so fast.”

There was no longer the innocence and baby fat of childhood on his face. The tight jawline was

smooth, but there was not a trace of stubble.

As he turned the steering wheel, the watch on his wrist shimmered with a captivating glow.

It was very strange.

He had both the innocence of a youth and the maturity of an adult, and these two distinct styles

surprisingly blended harmoniously in him.

He parked the car by the roadside, with a smirk on his face. “Peyton, wait for me.”

Kevin rushed into the heavy rain as he spoke. Ten minutes later, he came back, carrying bags and

parcels in his hands.

Not only were there some fresh fruits, but there was also a set of women’s clothing.

Kevin stuffed the paper bag into Peyton’s arms and explained with a smile, “Peyton, I just saw that your

skirt was wet. I guessed you bought it, so if the size is not right, you can just wear it for now.”

“By the way, this is freshly cut fruit. You can have some first.”

Peyton looked at his drenched body, feeling a bit stunned. Kevin’s face stiffened as he said, “Peyton,

do you not like it?”

She shook her head, holding onto the paper bag. “No, it’s just been a long time since someone has

been this kind to me.”

Kevin paused for a moment and then smiled, saying, “It’s okay, I’m back now, and I will always treat

you well in the future.”

The car stopped, and Peyton then realized that the place he lived was not far from the Schmitt’s house.

Standing on the long street, I could faintly see the plum blossom peeking out of the wall in the yard of

the Schmitt’s house.

Pushing open the door, the style of the small courtyard was more Japanese.

Simple white gravel paved the road, and the water in the bamboo fountain flowed gently. There were

several magnificent cherry blossom trees in the yard, with pink petals scattered all over the ground.

Before she could even appreciate it, she heard a familiar cat meow.

“Meow–”

A white shadow darted directly into her arms.

The white cat had a small notch on its ear, which was bitten by a mouse when it was young. Peyton

touched Dawn’s furry head, feeling a mix of sadness and joy in his heart.

“Sorry, I lost you.”

“Meow.”

Dawn rubbed her cheek forcefully.

Peyton saw many images of Dawn and her together flash before her eyes. Dawn was a cat in her

teens, who had been with her for almost

two–thirds of her life.

They used to be very close, but it took a long time for them to meet again because she got married.

Kevin took a step forward and held the umbrella over Peyton’s head. “Peyton, let’s go inside and take

shelter from the rain. Dawn won’t leave, and you have plenty of time to spend with her.”

Many times?

Peyton chuckled self–deprecatingly.

Surgery cannot cure the disease, and clinical evidence has shown that many people experience faster

cancer cell metastasis and spread after

surgery.

She didn’t know which would come first, death or tomorrow.

For her, every day was doomsday.

She smiled gently. “Alright, then I’ll disturb you.”