Chapter 565

Caroline opened Google on her phone, and after entering Marietta’s name, she clicked on the Wikipedia article about her.

According to the article, Marietta had had a happy family when she was young, but her life had changed after her daughter had been abducted.

That incident had also given her the incentive to start writing. She hoped to become famous so that her abducted daughter could find her and return to her.

Caroline fiddled with her clothes as she read the article, feeling sorry for Marietta.

She couldn’t believe that this seemingly sharp–tongued woman had tragically experienced the loss of her child. On top of that, her husband had abandoned her for his lover in her early years.

But when she saw Marietta, she dared to guess that no one could tell she went through such an experience.

“I’m sorry.”

Caroline replied reluctantly, “I must have reminded you of some bad memories.”

Marietta replied very slowly, probably because she was processing her emotions. “It’s okay. In fact, I haven’t brought this up for many years.”

Caroline apologized once more.

After a long while, Marietta replied, “I just checked the time. It should be around 3:00 am in Easton now. Why aren’t you asleep? Did I wake you up?”

Caroline smiled when she saw such a cordial message from the woman notorious for her sharp wit.

In fact, Marietta wasn’t as scary as rumors claimed her to be. At least she was kind and gentle to her.

Moreover, someone like her was actually considerate of the time difference. Honestly, it was rare for Caroline to see a big shot like her.

Caroline was nestled on the couch. After glancing at the sleeping Kirk, she sent a message to Marietta.

“No, it has nothing to do with you. I just happened to have a nightmare.”

“A nightmare? What was it about?”

Caroline leisurely explained the nightmare she had to Marietta.

Marietta explained, “There’s a saying in Easton: dreams at night reflect daytime thoughts. You must be having this nightmare because you were worried about something.”

Caroline didn’t want to discuss the reasons for the nightmare, so she changed the subject. “You seem to know Eastonian very well.”

Marietta texted, “My parents are Eastonian, but I grew up in Yudonia and became a citizen there.

That’s why many people think I’m from there.”

“I see. When I first met you, I was a little surprised to find out you were Eastonian.”

“Actually, after I lost my daughter, I often had nightmares about her.”

Marietta brought up the nightmares again. She seemed to be too lonely, so she was eager to have someone to talk to.

She continued, “Once, I dreamed of her holding a knife to my neck, asking me why I let her get abducted. So many years had passed, but I still had nightmares like this.

“But ever since I talked to you, I haven’t had a nightmare like this again. It’s amazing.”

Caroline said, “That’s great, Ms. Weiss. I’m sure you’ll find your daughter again one day.”

“I hope so.”

Marietta asked, “Caroline, can I call you Carrie?”

“Of course, it would be my pleasure.”

“Then, you shouldn’t call me Ms. Weiss anymore. It sounds so formal. Just call me Aunt Mary. When I publish my new play, I’ll get you to write my foreword.”

Caroline was excited. “It would be my honor.”

She would never have even imagined that she would have the chance to write Marietta’s foreword.

This woman was too approachable.

“All right. I won’t disturb you anymore. Good night,” Marietta texted.

Caroline replied, “Good night.”

After saying good night, Caroline couldn’t resist hugging Kirk and kissing him furiously.

Kirk woke up and murmured sleepily, “Are you done reading?”

“Yeah. Marietta even asked me to write the foreword for her play!” Caroline smiled brightly.

“I don’t think she’s as difficult as everyone says. On the contrary, I think she’s a sweet person. If she hadn’t lost her daughter, maybe she would be–hey! What are you doing?”

Caroline felt a chill and hurriedly reached out to stop Kirk.