Chapter 1236: Chapter 1236: Be True to Yourself
Hayes Edwards’ expression was one of annoyance as he ruffled his hair, "I mean, can’t you two stop ogling someone else’s fiancee all day? Do you have any idea how shameful that behavior is?"
Louis Snyder withdrew his gaze, his expression cold, "This is my own affair, it has nothing to do with you."
Having said that, he turned and left.
Hayes Edwards then looked at Jackie Qualls.
This one seemed more approachable at first, but upon closer contact, he knew that Jackie was even more stubborn than Louis.
But he disguised it well.
In summary, he was the type who would rather suffer than lose face.
"I’m leaving first," dropping his last words, Jackie Qualls also left.
Hayes Edwards completed his task and gestured to Jack Stewart on the other side, then prepared to leave himself.
Before leaving, he glanced one last time at the embracing couple.
His heart felt empty, as if a piece was missing.
Not much, just a small piece.
It always takes some time to heal.
Hays Edwards stretched out lazily, put on his hat, and turned to leave.
Seeing all this, John Lynch understood everything.
Jack Stewart also left with his people.
Arnold Simmons came to pick someone up, Hannah was definitely going to leave with him.
John Lynch kept silent the whole way, only when he got in the car did he ask Jack Stewart, "What can I do to avoid disappointing her?"
Jack Stewart was checking the itinerary for after Hannah, and upon hearing this, looked up.
An eighteen-year-old boy, heartbroken, as if the sky could fall.
But Jack Stewart had little patience for coddling kids and said directly, "Hannah won’t be disappointed with anyone, just be yourself."
Implicit in his words was, Hannah saving you was simply a convenient act.
With no other implications.
John Lynch hung his head, almost hiding himself in the corner.
Quiet for a long time.
A few minutes later, Jack Stewart looked up, and seeing him still in the same state, he spoke again, "Hannah has recently taken an interest in investing to make money. If you really want to do something, make yourself more valuable, don’t be a bad investment for her."
This time, John Lynch finally reacted.
It seemed like he had a direction in mind.
He spoke firmly, "I understand."
Jack Stewart nodded his head.
He had no expectations for how famous John Lynch could become; it was good enough if he didn’t cause trouble.
*
By this time, it was long past dinner hour.
The wind picked up at night, and the streets were mostly deserted, only by heading towards the city center could one see bustling crowds.
The car drove onto the overpass, heading in the direction of the mansion. Street lights stood along the road, their brightness piercing.
Before Hannah could react, a large palm already covered her eyes, bringing a slightly cool breath, with the palm’s temperature being slightly warm.
Arnold Simmons tightened his grip slightly, pulling her into his embrace.
The car window rose, blocking out the harsh light from outside, as well as the penetrating chill of the night wind.
The darkness before her made Hannah blink subconsciously, a bit of light seeped through the gaps between her fingers, blurting everything.
She closed her eyes and gently touched the man’s hand.
In the confined space, the girl’s soft voice was somehow muffled, "Arnold?"
Arnold Simmons let go, his gaze falling on the girl’s eyes, the corners tinged with a bit of red, faint as if soaked with the juice of flower petals.
The air seemed to carry a hint of sweetness as well.
He reached out and pinched the girl’s rosy lips, "Did you eat candy?"
Hannah nodded in his embrace, pulling out the last two fruit candies from her pocket, "Would you like some?"
One was orange-flavored, the other apple.
Wrapped in transparent candy paper, they refracted colorful light under the brightness, making the girl’s pale palm seem especially tempting.
