After taking the bag, Elizabeth realized that Max had only bought some fast food, but she didn’t have much of an appetite at the moment. She opened the bag to take a quick look, then put it away.
Max stood there, watching her every move.
“Don’t you like them?” he asked.
Elizabeth shook her head. “No, I’m just not hungry right now.”
Max didn’t say anything and sat down next to her after a few seconds.
Elizabeth felt the temperature drop as he sat down, either because he was wearing too little or because he had just come in
She noticed that he was only wearing a thin shirt.
She wanted to say something but hesitated, eventually saying nothing.
The two of them sat there quietly.
Although they were close, it felt like they were worlds apart.
Elizabeth watched as the girls who had come to gossip with her before, one by one, entered the registration hall with their boyfriends, and then came out holding a red booklet. They looked very happy, either with the guy’s arm around the girl or the girl holding the guy’s hand.
As she watched, Elizabeth thought back to when she and Max had gone to the City Clerk’s Office.
Memories were so beautiful, but reality could be so different.
As she was lost in thought, she heard someone call out her and Max’s names.
When she came back to her senses, she stood still, only speaking absent-mindedly, “It’s our turn.”
Max was silent, and she didn’t know what he was thinking.
He didn’t even get up.
Just then, someone inside called their names again.
Elizabeth took a deep breath and stood up, saying to Max, “Let’s go.”
She took the first step forward.
Max instinctively stopped her.
Elizabeth paused, biting her lip so hard that she drew blood, trying not to turn her head.
The taste of blood filled her mouth.
The pain made Elizabeth sober.
She heard herself ask in a soft voice, “What’s wrong?”
But she didn’t turn around. Max furrowed his brow at her attitude. He was about to say something when his phone vibrated.
Elizabeth seemed to hear the sound of salvation. “Answer the phone, I’ll go ahead and wait for you.”
She took a step forward after speaking.
But Max grabbed her wrist tightly.
“Wait for me.”
Max said, taking out his phone. When he saw the caller ID, he frowned. “It’s from the nursing home.”
Elizabeth stopped and turned around.
“Is there something wrong with Grandma? Hurry up and answer.”
Elizabeth nervously grasped his hand, urging him.
At this moment, Max didn’t have any romantic thoughts about holding hands with Elizabeth.
He quickly answered the phone. While he was on the phone, Elizabeth’s expression appeared particularly nervous.
She didn’t know why, but when she heard Max say that the call was from the nursing home, she had a sense of foreboding.
She watched as Max answered the phone, and his expression grew increasingly unpleasant, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
When he hung up the phone, Elizabeth’s anxiety had reached its peak, and she tightly grasped his hand and asked,
Max stood up, his movements betraying his urgency. “Grandma had an accident.”
Elizabeth was shocked.
One minute later, the two left the City Clerk’s Office. The staff, who had been calling out names but no one came to process their business, couldn’t help but grumble a few words before continuing to call the next person in line.
On the way to the nursing home, Elizabeth anxiously bit her lower lip, twisting her fingers together, feeling extremely
She was wrong.
She shouldn’t have come to the City Clerk’s Office.
She should have gone to the nursing home first thing in the morning.
No, she shouldn’t have come back at all last night. She should have stayed at the nursing home with Madam Hart.
She knew Madam Hart was going to have surgery today, but she left when her request was denied. How stupid of her!
Elizabeth was filled with self-blame and leaned back, closing her eyes.
In her memory, there were blurry yet clear images appearing in her mind.
The car was going a bit fast, but following traffic rules, it stopped at a red light intersection. Max’s thick eyebrows were always
After stopping, Max vaguely felt that something was wrong with Elizabeth and turned to look at her.
He saw a little bit of bright red on her lips.
Max frowned and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
No response was received.
Elizabeth frowned, her face was pale, her eyelashes trembled slightly. She tightly bit her lips, ignoring his words.
Max’s expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, trying to part her lips.
But after two tries, he couldn’t open them. She bit them tightly, and a faint trace of blood seeped out of her lips during her struggles.
“Elizabeth, what are you doing? Let go of your lips.” Max wanted to use force but was afraid of hurting her, so he could only try to use words to wake her up.
But at this moment, Elizabeth was like a person trapped in a nightmare, unable to get out no matter what.
In the blink of an eye, Max thought of something.
Elizabeth had never had her mother by her side since she was young. Although her father loved her very much, and even pampered her, she seemed perfect on the outside, as if she didn’t care about anything.
But if someone dared to joke with her, or deliberately mentioned her mother’s affairs, she would instantly get mad.
It could be seen that she still cared about her mother who was not around.
Later, when she went to the Hart family, Madam Hart loved her as if she were her own granddaughter. She received love other than her father’s love and also felt the difference between men and women.
She had many little secrets, and she would tell Grandma Hart.
This was what Max accidentally discovered when he was a child.
Elizabeth used to frequent the Hart residence as a child, initially to visit Max more often, but later she visited Grandma Hart more often. One day, when Max returned and heard that Elizabeth was accompanying Grandma Hart in the small garden, he went over to see them.
There, he overheard a young girl speaking in a childish voice to Grandma Hart about her menstrual cycle.
She said that she had her period this month, the flow was heavy, and her stomach hurt a little. She also wanted a hug from
Additionally, she mentioned that she accidentally stained her white skirt red the last time, and it was her favorite one. Unfortunately, she couldn’t wash it clean, and it made her feel heartbroken.
Elizabeth told Grandma Hart as if no one was there.
The teenage Max, who had originally planned to approach them directly, was stunned by what he heard and stood frozen in place, listening with reddening ears.
Eventually, he was too embarrassed to approach them.
Lost in thought, Max looked at Elizabeth in front of him and knew without a doubt that her feelings toward Grandma Hart
She seemed to have placed her feelings for her mother onto Grandma Hart, a female elder.
Calming down, Max lightly patted Elizabeth’s fair cheek with his fingertips and said, “Wake up, Elizabeth, Grandma is okay.”