Chapter 889

On the first page was written in a girl’s clean handwriting: [The most beautiful moment in my life—

meeting Felipe Whitman]

‘The most beautiful moment in her life.’

Felipe’s vision blurred.

‘No, Cathy. Meeting you is the best thing that happened to me.

‘There is nothing beautiful about you meeting me.’

With his heart aching, Felipe flipped through the diary and found that the first entry was the day he confirmed his sponsorship.

The words inside read: [I’m so lucky to have met the little boy who was by my house all those years ago. Ah, wait, he’s not little anymore. Despite how long it has been, I knew it was him the moment I saw him. Although, it doesn’t seem like he recognizes me anymore. (Sobs)

[I still have the red string he gave me. I wonder if he still has the shell I gave him?

[He has grown to look so handsome and gentlemanly. Ah, how could a man look so beautiful? He’s so perfect, I’m sure there are a lot of girls who like him. (Envious)

[Yeah, I’ve got to study hard so that I make the best use of his sponsorship. I don’t wish for much, but I think I want to stay by his side forever. I’m content even if he sees me as his little sister. Though of course, I’d like to be more than just a sister if I could…]

Felipe closed his eyes in agony as tears fell freely down his face.

He no longer had the courage to keep reading, not when breathing itself felt like a sin.

Felipe quickly gathered a few pieces of clothing and Cathy’s urn before he made his way to April Hill alone.

The sky was gloomy, almost as if it was mourning his loss as well.

Arriving at April Hill, Felipe took the string and the shell before walking toward the beach that stretched endlessly.

As he closed his eyes, memories of the past flashed through his mind like they had happened just yesterday.

However, the girl who had pulled him from the dark had now gone to another dark world.

Numb from the pain, Felipe made his way to where Cathy’s home used to be.

The small villa before his eyes was simple but elegant with bright and colorful flowers blooming in its courtyard.

The world was still brimming with color, but as far as Felipe was concerned, his world had turned to shades of black and white.

Felipe stood at the entrance for a while, preparing himself to enter when a middle-aged woman with ginger curls walked out. She chased him off with a sneer. “Why are you standing by my door? Are you expecting me to give you food? Scram!”

Felipe spoke calmly, “Is this Cathy’s house?”

Startled, the woman replied distastefully, “Who are you?”

“Answer my question. Is this Cathy’s house?”

Felipe’s tone was cold for his patience was running low.

The woman was about to shout expletives when a 20-something-year-old walked out of the house in a camisole dress. Her long hair blew behind her as she approached the older woman. “What’s wrong, Mom?”

“Someone’s here to cause trouble. I was just chasing him away,” the woman said as she was about to chase Felipe out of her lawn.

As he had not been taking care of his appearance and was wearing two-day-old clothes, coupled with his unruly stubble, Felipe was probably a wretched sight to behold. However, there were still signs of energetic youth between his brows, and not even his unkempt appearance could mask his exquisite features.

The young lady gave Felipe a good look as her eyes sparkled. “Let’s not be impolite, Mom. I’ll talk to him instead.”

She skipped toward Felipe. “Hello, mister. Who are you looking for?”

Felipe did not even look up at her. “Is this Cathy’s house? And are you the heartless relatives who stole her house from her?”

“…”

The mother-daughter duo’s expression fell.

“What is this nonsense? What do you mean heartless relatives? The girl was the one who didn’t want the house and told us to take care of it. Who are you anyway? What do our family matters have to do with you?”